The cold wind is like a knife, the clouds are thick, and the shore of the Bohai Sea is even more sinister.Looking from a distance, you can see that the water and the sky are connected, and there is a black mass, and the waves roll on the rocks, like splashing ink.Suddenly, a ship's mast was hit by a wave and immediately snapped into several sections.When the waves were falling, there seemed to be a pair of sharp eyes flashing in the sea in shock.By the time the second wave rolled up and down, his eyes were two feet closer to the shore, and his face could be vaguely seen.With such wind and waves, and such a cold night, it would be unbelievable to say that a person would walk out of the waves.But after dozens of waves hit, there really was a figure walking onto the sandy beach beside the rocks step by step.

There was a thunderbolt, and lightning flashed in the thick clouds. I saw this figure with disheveled hair and shawl, half covering his face, holding a strange six-foot long sword with a black scabbard in both hands, and the veins on the back of his palms were exposed. Nothing in the world is willing to let go of this sword for a moment, and looking at this situation, he obviously walked up from the bottom of the sea step by step with an iron sword as a stick after the ship was destroyed, even the mountain-like waves couldn't beat him back.He went ashore and took a few more steps, and then fell to the ground, but the moment before he fell, his body was still as straight as a gun, and his eyes were still as sharp as lightning.

The long night is passing away, the clouds are thinning, and the dawn is falling on the land. The sleeping person on the beach suddenly turns over and jumps up. He grips the long sword tightly again with his left palm. After wasting a bit of energy, he stood up straight at first, and all the muscles in his body immediately relaxed.His body doesn't look strong, but he fits perfectly from head to toe, without any excess muscle, and the skin of his hands, feet, face, and face has been sun-tanned. Looking at it at a glance, he looks like a statue made of copper and iron. The portrait has heavy shoulders and a straight nose like a shave. It seems to be about thirty years old, but it seems to be about fifty.

His clothes were not completely dry, and his body was covered with sand and dirt, but he never stretched out his hand to pat him, but took out an oilcloth bundle from the meat in his arms, inside the bundle was a page with extremely detailed maps, and a book full of people's names and places. silk book.He stared intently for a while, then murmured: "Laoshan...Feihemen...Qinghe Liusong..." He hid his burden, grabbed his long sword, and walked westward, seemingly walking very slowly. But it was far away in the blink of an eye, leaving a long line of footprints on the beach, each footprint was separated by one foot and seven inches, even with a ruler, it is not so accurate!

"Green Crane" Liusong, a martial artist in Eastern Ludong, has been famous for forty years. He is known as the three masterpieces of Huahe Palm, Crane Claw Seventeen Claws, and Crane Feather Needle. The willow house at the foot of Laoshan Mountain is even more deep and deep, with a high and wide gate. At dusk, I suddenly saw a man coming from the east, dressed in linen and white, with a white linen belt stretched across his eyebrows, his long hair loose, and a six-foot long sword on his back.He changed his clothes for some reason, but his footsteps were still one foot seven inches per step.

He walked up the stone steps in front of the willow house without haste. Although the two vermilion lacquer gates were closed, he didn't seem to see them. He walked over step by step, and suddenly he was bullied, only to hear a sound of "Bo", he was already dead. Walking into the door, the black lacquered door had a human-shaped hole, and a piece of wood fell down with a "slap".He stepped on the wooden planks, his expression never changing at all, as if the door was made of paper and anyone could walk through it. But when the big men under the tree in the door saw this situation, they couldn't help crying out in horror.The man in white robe didn't seem to hear it at all. He walked over step by step and said slowly, "Where is Liu Song? Tell him to come out!"

The voice was clear and accurate, but it seemed to have an indescribably stiff and weird taste.At this moment, the sun was already setting, and the hazy light reflected his bronze statue-like body, his loose long hair, his icy complexion, and lightning-like eyes, all the more strange and terrifying, incomparable.Everyone felt a rattling sound in their throats, and suddenly turned around together, letting go and running.These people are all masters of the "Flying Crane Sect", and they usually regard bloodshed and fighting as a routine for writers, but now they are so frightened that they turn around and run away, which is really unprecedented.

Suddenly heard a loud shout: "What is so panic?" The sound of drinking is like a bell, which makes people's eardrums "buzz".An old man with white hair in brocade robes strode out from the front hall.Everyone's faces were ashen, and they tremblingly said: "Master...Master, look at that...Is that guy a human or a ghost?" The white-haired old man frowned and shouted: "Nonsense!" But seeing the strange expression of the white-robed man, he was not surprised, and immediately clasped his fists and said: "Who is my friend? What's the purpose?" The energy in the middle is abundant, shaking people's ears, it is obvious that they have the intention of demonstrating to the people who come.

Unexpectedly, the white-robed man still didn't seem to hear, he walked over step by step, until he walked up to the old man, and said: "Is that you Liu Song?" The old man said: "Not bad!" The white robe said humanely: "Okay, take out the weapon and start!" Qinghe Liusong was stunned for a moment, and said: "What enmity do you have with Liu?" The white robe said: "No!" Liu Song said: "You and I don't know each other before, and we have no enmity, why do you want to do it?" The white robe said humanely: "Who told you that you are a famous martial artist!"

Liu Song was stunned again, and said: "Could it be that as long as he is a famous figure in the martial arts, you have to fight him?" A strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the white-robed man's mouth, and he said slowly: "Yes, it is my intention to come here to challenge the world's martial arts celebrities!" , even more appalling. "Qinghe" Liu Song only heard a chill rise from the bottom of his heart, but he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "With all my strength, I want to challenge the heroes of the world, my friend... are you kidding me?"

I saw the cold face of the man in white robe absolutely expressionless, colder and harder than the bronze statue. Liu Song suddenly felt a chill in his heart, he laughed dryly a few times, but couldn't laugh anymore. The man in white robe said word by word: "Hurry up!" Liu Song glanced around, most of the disciples from the "Flying Crane Sect" had rushed over, and dozens of pairs of eyes were wide open to watch.Liu Song knew that he had to do something today, so he slapped his palms, and immediately someone sent a pair of crane-claw-shaped, black-gleaming outer sect weapons. It is similar, but it has another magical effect. "Green Crane" Liu Song didn't know how many times he fought and killed people all his life, let alone how many people were killed by his seventeen claws, but at the moment when his palms touched the cold and hard weapons, his fingertips trembled involuntarily , this is not what a famous martial arts master like him should have.Liu Song cheered up, and said to himself: "There is no reason!" The two claws intersected, and there was a sound, the left paw was on the bottom, the right paw was on the top, forming a "cross", and said in a deep voice: "Liu's crane claws, except ten In addition to the changes in the seven grasping moves, the crane feather needle is hidden inside, and it also hits the acupoints of the human body, you have to pay attention!" He was the first to point out the magical effect of his own weapon, and he refused to take advantage of it at all. He set it up with a simple "cross style", and he was full of energy. He could attack while advancing, and defend when retreating. The white-robed man said coldly: "I heard that the martial arts in the Central Plains have added thirteen kinds of strange weapons in recent years. Unexpectedly, when I came to the east for the first battle, I encountered one of them." Liu Song yelled: "Please teach me!" The moves suddenly changed, the left paw came first, the right paw followed, the two paws were flat against the chest, and the figure immediately swam away.But his legs are half-bent and half-extended, his claws are like sealing like attacking, his vigorous and flexible posture is unexpectedly better than that of the crane.But no matter how his body shape changes, the white-robed man just stands in the center, not moving at all, not only the long sword has not been unsheathed, but the eyelids are also drooping, like an old monk in meditation. "Green Crane" Liu Song walked around ten times, and wanted to make a move for countless times, but seeing the look of the white-robed man, he didn't dare to make this move! As the moonlight dimmed, the figure of the man in white robe was even more desolate and terrifying.Although at the turn of autumn and winter, beads of sweat were already covered on Liu Song's forehead, and the disciples watching were stunned, their hearts almost jumped out of their mouths.All of a sudden, Liu Song let out a long whistle, bright as a crane chirping in the sky, a pair of crane claws in his palm turned into two black lights, circling agilely, with seven moves in one move, grabbing the shoulders, wrists, elbows, chest and back of the white-robed man separately. The nine big holes on the back are the most aggressive move in the seventeen claws of the crane claws, "Cloud Crane Fighting Dragon". Feihe's disciples knew that this move was invincible and unstoppable, so they were waiting to be applauded, but at this moment, a blue light suddenly rose into the sky, and the two of them separated as soon as they joined together, "Blue "Crane" Liu Song turned around in the air, retreated seven feet away, and fell straight down, his feet seemed to have been inserted into the soil.The white-robed man still stood upright, his expression unchanged, but the six-foot long sword behind his back had been unsheathed, and the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the willow pine, but a drop of blood slowly dripped from the tip of the sword, and four or five drops of blood fell on the ground . "Qinghe" Liu Song suddenly fell on his back, in the gloomy night, he saw his eyes protruding angrily, and a bloody mouth ran from the center of his eyebrows across the tip of his nose, benevolence, lips, and throat, straight down to his chest, right in the center , almost an inch into the flesh, even a god can hardly save him alive! Disciple Feihe saw that the sect leader was killed by the opponent's sword, but none of the dozens of eyes could see how the other person's sword was struck, so he forgot to cry out in shock and didn't know how to move.After a long while, I saw the tip of the white-robed man's sword hanging down slowly, there was not a single drop of blood on the sword, and the six-foot sword was like a pool of autumn water. The white-robed man glanced coldly at everyone with sharper eyes than Qingfeng, his eyes were full of disdain, as if he was saying: "You people are not worthy of my action!" Turning around, he walked out the door Go, the footsteps are exactly the same as when you walked in! Suddenly a person shouted sharply: "Evil... Evil thief, give back my master's life!" This person is a disciple of Feihe's sect, although he was afraid in his heart, how could he allow this master-killing enemy to walk out of the door in a big way, It's just that the sound of drinking is still trembling, and the footsteps are also a little staggering. The four disciples who were stronger in martial arts and more courageous also chased after him, the eyes of the five were red, and they punched the white-robed man in front, back, left, and right, without thinking! Although these people are not first-class masters, but their internal energy is not weak, a few punches will go out, and the rumors are fierce, their strength should not be underestimated.Unexpectedly, the white-robed man didn't turn his head back, and raised his long sword with his backhand, only to see the sword light flashing like a startled rainbow, and with a scream, the five people fell to the sky one by one, with a bloody hole in the middle of their eyebrows going straight down to their chests.Although the white-robed man's swords came out sequentially, they were extremely fast, one sword seemed to have turned into five swords, and the five people seemed to be injured at the same time, and screamed at the same time, so there was only one sound.Feihe's disciples were terrified, they all gritted their teeth and chased them out! I saw the white-robed man still walking step by step, but his figure was already more than ten feet away, a series of blood followed his footprints, and everyone felt their hearts were frightened, their knees were weak, how could they dare to chase after him? ? The white-robed man walked a mile away without looking back, took out the silk map book again, looked at it for a few times, and murmured: "On the seventh day of October, Qinghe Liusong; on the eighth day of October, Shuanghuan Zhao Shihong; on the ninth day of October, Eight Immortal Sword Li Qingfeng; on the tenth day of October, the eight-handed dart Jin Dafei; on the eleventh day of October, Bai Sankong of Jinan will die!" A gust of cold wind blew by, and the rain suddenly fell in the wind, as if the sky was also thinking about it. Mourning for this catastrophe. On October 11th, the sky in Jinan Prefecture was overcast, and the rain had not yet started. Dozens of big men in hemp and filial piety escorted four hearses and four coffins from the east, crossed the long street, and came to a very In front of the spacious house. The eight big men in black had already opened the door, and they stood up to welcome them, their expressions were very heavy and mournful.The burly men carried the coffin and walked in, only to see a tall, slender old man wearing a black silk gown with five willow beards under his chin, standing on the stone steps in front of the hall without saying a word. Dozens of men in linen and filial piety saw this person, immediately put down the coffin, knelt down on the ground, and mourned: "Senior Bai, please take revenge for your family and teacher for the sake of old friendship." The black-robed old man's face sank like water, he walked down the stone steps slowly, and with a wave of his hand, someone immediately grabbed the four coffin lids. Inside the coffin lay the corpses of four old men. Before he died, he was full of grief, indignation and horror, and the fatal injury was exactly the same - a bloody gash between the eyebrows, straight down to the chest.The old man in black robe said: "Close the gate, and the eighth disciple will guard it outside." Eight stalwart teenagers with long swords on their waists responded respectfully in unison and rushed out, the black-painted door was immediately closed tightly.The black-robed old man walked slowly around the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looked up to the sky and sighed, "Qinghe Liusong, Shuanghuan Zhao Shihong, Eight Immortal Sword Li Qingfeng, and Eight-handed Dart Jin Dafei were murdered by others in four days, alas! ... Sigh... If you don't see this, who can believe it? Who can believe it?" This black-robed old man is none other than the leader of the martial arts alliance in Shandong Province, the "Qingping swordsman" Bai Sankong, who is invincible with fists and swords, and has a fatal friendship with "Qinghe" Liu Song and others. The disciples under the door immediately came to protect the spirit, begging him to avenge the dead teacher. The audience was full of chatter, all talking about the indifferent face, strange behavior, and amazing swordsmanship of the white-robed strange man.Except for the disciples of the "Flying Crane Gate" who also heard him say a few words, others only heard him say "Are you so-and-so?... Do it!" There was a hint of expression on his face, he seemed not to care about anything else in the world except fighting with others and focusing on winning. Swordsman Qingping's face became more serious the more he heard it, and he looked up to the sky and asked himself: "One move is fatal? One move is fatal! What kind of martial art is this? What kind of martial art is this?" At this time, the eight major disciples guarding the door had already seen a white-robed man walking step by step at the end of the long street.The eight people jumped in unison, exchanged glances, and then turned around, the man in white robe was already in front of him, with a cold gaze, he had looked at the eight people from head to toe, and said: "Go and ask Bai Sankong to come out!" He absolutely refuses to waste a sliver of energy for no benefit, so he doesn't use light kung fu when he walks on a daily basis, and he doesn't focus on internal energy when he speaks.How did the eight disciples of Qingping's sect know this truth? Hearing that his voice was not full of energy, they only said that the sword technique is strong, but their internal strength is not strong. They couldn't help thinking: "With the strength of the eight of us, could it be that we still can't defeat him? ?” The eight people thought in the same way, and looked at each other again, the eldest disciple said coldly, "If you want to see your tutor, you have to get past my brother first!" With a clear sound, the eight long swords have been unsheathed.These eight people not only draw their swords swiftly, but their movements are even more uniform, but seeing the green light flickering, like a wall like a net, ordinary heroes in the world will definitely change their faces when they see his senior brother's sword drawing skills! The white-robed man showed disdain again, and suddenly stepped back a few steps, saw the sword light flash, and immediately retracted the sheath, drawing the sword, swinging the sword, inserting the sword, and the three actions were completed in the blink of an eye.When the eight disciples of the Qingping Sect took a closer look, there was already a piece of dead branch in his hand.It turned out that when he drew his sword just now, he had cut off this dead branch. He only heard him slowly say: "Take it to your master to have a look!" He turned around and walked away, sat on a bluestone under the tree, remained silent, as if he had settled down. The eight people looked at each other in blank dismay, all puzzled in their hearts.Mo Buqu picked up the dead branch and said, "This...what is this!" The second disciple Jin Buwei said: "Could it be that this guy is afraid of us?" This man is eight feet tall, his back is wide and his back is three stops, he is an out-and-out brute. The third disciple, Gongsun Buzhi, pondered and said: "This matter is by no means simple, why don't we go and report to Master first!" This person is thin and small, and the most scheming, Bai Sankong named him "Unwise", which meant that he wanted him to think more about being generous and less mindful. Mo Buqu glanced at the white-robed man, nodded his head and said: "It's time to show it to Master." He knocked on the door and walked away.As soon as Bai Sankong looked at his expression, he knew that the strange man in white robe had arrived, his face changed suddenly, and he asked, "Where is it?" Mo Buqu said: "It's outside. He didn't dare to fight with his disciples, and he didn't dare to come in, but he cut off a dead branch and asked his disciples to show it to the master." Bai Sankong frowned, took the dead branch, glanced at it casually at first, then suddenly fixed his gaze on the incision of the dead branch, and was stunned. When Mo Buqu saw his master smile suddenly, he seemed to understand deeply and admired him very much, and suddenly he was dignified, as if he was frightened and unable to control himself, and then his palms trembled slightly. "Master wants the disciples to send him away?" Bai Sankong's face darkened, and he said angrily, "Are the eight of you going to die?" Mo Buyi said: "But..." Bai Sankong said: "He doesn't bother to fight with you, otherwise the eight of you are alive at this moment?" Bai Sankong sighed: "It's useless for you to learn martial arts for many years, but you are still so blind! Go, go and call your juniors to come in." Mo Buqu muttered, "But that fellow..." Bai Sankong said angrily: "If he wants to come in, who of you can stop him? Since he is waiting for you, don't be afraid of him breaking in... Open the door..." How dare Mo Buqu not listen, he opened the door immediately, Call the seven disciples together.The man in white robe still remained silent, sitting under the tree, the contemptuous expression on the corner of his mouth became more and more serious. Bai Sankong walked into the inner hall, picked up a pen and wrote a letter, and sealed the dead branch in the letter.The eight major disciples were waiting by the side, but seeing their master's complexion became more serious and gloomy, holding the envelope in his hand, he was silent for a long time. It was getting dark outside the door, and a big man in black crept in with a lamp in his hand. The lights flickered, Bai Sankong glanced at each of the eight disciples, and suddenly shouted: "Kneel down!" The eight disciples were stunned, kneeling all over the ground. Bai Sankong said: "What is the third precept of our sect?" The discipline of Bai Sankong's sect is strict, and all the disciples said in unison without even thinking about it: "The master's order is like a mountain, and those who violate it will be punished by heaven!" Bai Sankong said: "Today's battle, regardless of life or death as a teacher, you must not make a move!" All the disciples were in an uproar and said one after another: "But you old man..." Bai Sankong yelled angrily, suppressed the words of all the disciples, and said: "This is the order of the master, and those who violate it will be punished by heaven! What else do you want to say?" The eight disciples bowed their heads in unison, not daring to speak out.Bai Sankong said: "If you die in battle today as a teacher, the following seven people can go to the Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Diancang, Kongtong, Huashan, and Huaiyang sects respectively. I have an old friendship as a teacher, and I will take you in. As long as the seven of you concentrate on learning martial arts, you don't have to worry about other things, only you... ah!" He turned his eyes to Hu Buchou, the youngest of the eight disciples, and sighed: "Only you have a heavy responsibility, and I am afraid that there will be very few days of peace after this. Such a heavy responsibility, I wonder if you can bear it?" Hu Buchou said: "I will do my best..." I saw that he has a big head and a short body, his forehead is wide open, even if he is not smiling, there is a smile on his face, he usually eats more with his mouth open, and spends less time talking , among the eight disciples of the Baimen, it seems that Ben is the most useless.Mo Buqu and the other seven people were all indignant when they saw that Master had entrusted him with the heaviest responsibility. Mo Buqu couldn't help but said: "If the master has important responsibilities, you might as well entrust them to your disciples or the third brother Gongsun..." Bai Sankong's complexion darkened, and he shouted: "There is no place for you to speak here, back away!" Handing the envelope in his hand to Hu Buchou, he said in a deep voice: "If you are defeated as a teacher today, you hurry to the backyard and hand over the treasure to Hu Buchou." Take Bao'er away, look for the place written on the envelope, hand over Bao'er and the letter to the recipient, and listen to his instructions." Hu Buchou didn't even read it, put the letter in his arms and said, "Yes!" Bai Sankong calmed down slightly, and said: "When you get to the ground, no matter what strange things you see, don't be surprised... Alas, in fact, you can go now!" Without looking at the disciples again, he took it from the desk. Saber, striding out, paused slightly when walking past the four coffins, stretched out his hand to stroke the coffin lids for a while, then suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled: "Huh! Warriors should die in battle, so what is there to fear in life and death!" Amidst the loud laughter, he walked up to the white-robed man in three steps and two steps, and said: "Your Excellency will not hesitate to kill people for the sake of studying martial arts; I will not hesitate to die for the sake of martial arts. Different routes lead to the same goal. You and I are fellow travelers. Today you Kill me, I don't blame you!" The white-robed man stood up slowly, and suddenly bowed in salute.Bai Sankong said: "Why are you so polite?" The white-robed man showed no expression on his face, and said: "You are the first real warrior I have met in the east, so you should salute." Bai Sankong said solemnly: "Thank you!" The white robe said: "Do it!" Bai Sankong pulled out Qingfeng with a "choke", held the scabbard with his left hand, raised the tip of the sword with his right hand, and said, "Please!" As soon as the word "please" came out, the square became dead silent in an instant. Although there were more than a hundred people watching, even an embroidery needle could be heard falling to the ground. I saw "Qing Ping Swordsman" pinching the tactic with his left hand and holding the sword in his right hand. Sincerely and righteously, he stared at the tip of the sword, and suddenly Ping Ping slashed out with his sword! The disciples of Liu Song, Zhao Shihong and others saw that when their master and the white-robed man fought, they all circled around the white-robed man for a long time before making a move. At this moment, everyone saw that Bai Sankong was not moving, so quickly Then he cut out a sword, the sword move is so ordinary, there is no weirdness at all, everyone is surprised, only feel that the white robed man's long sword flashes, Bai Sankong is about to die on the spot. Unexpectedly, seeing such a mediocre move, the man in white robe didn't take the opportunity to fight back, instead he took a step back. "Qing Ping Swordsman" made slight mistakes in his footsteps, Qing Feng spun around, the sword trembled uncontrollably, and Ping Ping struck out again. The white-robed man took another step back from his side.Bai Sankong made two sword strikes one after another, the moves were similar, the attack was neither violent nor defensive, and his lower body was exposed, but the white-robed man was forced to take two steps back. Surprised and mixed, he thought to himself: "My master used such a unique move, but he still couldn't avoid being killed in one move. The swordsman Qingping seems to have such a mediocre move, why can he drive this white-robed monster back?" They didn't know that Bai Sankong's first move was the "Green Sword" opening move, and the second move was the "Mandarin Duck Sword" opening move. The two swords in a row were all from other sword schools. "Fighting moves" is already a matter of learning the principles of martial arts, what's more, the swordsmanship of the "Qingping" and "Yangying" sects was created by husband and wife in the past. Show the meaning of respect between husband and wife. These two stances "raise the eyebrows with the case" are not good in offense and defense, but as the name suggests, they guard the area between the eyebrows very tightly. "Qing Ping Swordsman" Bai Sankong has rich experience in fighting people, and he used these two moves precisely to deal with the sword that the white-robed man slashed from between the eyebrows.At this moment when he saw the white-robed man retreating two steps in a row, he unconsciously lifted his spirits, the green edge grew violently, the light flowed, and he took advantage of the momentum to strike out the third sword. Bai Sankong's swordsmanship is known for its elegance and flow. This sword is his favorite swordsmanship. It is so elegant and unconventional, and it shines on people. Although it still focuses on protecting the center of the brows, there is already an extremely sharp and sharp edge hidden in the moves. The offensive forced the white-robed man to retreat continuously, everyone felt their eyes light up, and cheered loudly. Who would have thought that there would be colorful sounds from all around, and suddenly a ray of dazzling brilliance pierced straight out from behind the white-robed man, but there was a soft "choke", like a dragon's chant, and then, a streak of blue light flew out obliquely, " Duo" pierced into the dry tree trunk, it turned out to be half of the green blade, and half of the sword in Bai Sankong's palm was left, he staggered back a few steps, and said with a wry smile: "Good... good sword..." Before the word "Fa" came out, he fell on his back, with blood pooling between his eyebrows.The six-foot long sword in the palm of the white-robed man was still trembling slightly, and blood dripped down in succession.His indifferent eyes focused on the blood dripping from the tip of the sword, his loose long hair fluttered in the wind, his expression seemed to be very lonely and desolate, and the world seemed to be chilling, and the chill in the surrounding fields seemed to be getting heavier. Everyone was stunned for a long while before shouting.Mo Buqu waited for the seven disciples to jump on the side of Bai Sankong's collapsed body, shouting wildly from a distance, and the sound was heartbreaking, but Hu Buchou knelt down from a distance, and respectfully kowtowed three times to his master's body. He was tall, tears rolled in his eyes a few times, wiped the tears with his backhand, and ran out the door without looking back, the crying and exclamation were blocked outside the door. The courtyard of the Baifu was deep, and the movement in front did not reach the backyard at all. On a short couch under a sycamore tree in the back garden, lay an eleven or twelve-year-old boy in brocade clothes, reading a book with big bright eyes. There was a plate of fruit beside him, and he forgot to eat it.Hu Buchou strode in, there was already a burden on his back, he swept his eyes, saw the boy reading a book, and called out: "Bao'er..." He called three times in a row, but the boy was fascinated and called again and again. Did not hear. Hu Buchou sighed secretly, walked over and lifted his arm, the boy raised his eyes, frowned and said: "I'm reading a book, why are you arguing? You should go and practice your martial arts!" His face is full of childishness, but his speech is old-fashioned, he seems to be a few years older than Hu Buchou.Hu Buchou said softly: "Your grandfather wants me to accompany you out to play, are you still not happy?" It turns out that this boy is Fang Baoer, the only son of Bai Mansha, Bai Sankong's beloved daughter.The couple Bai Mansha and Fang Shixia wandered around the world, and Bao'er was fostered in his grandfather's house since he was a child.If the other boys heard that they were going out to play, who wouldn't be happy?But Fang Baoer shook his head and said, "I won't go!" She was still reading with her head down. Hu Buchou knew that he was stubborn and full of strange things, he could do anything, anyone who wanted to force him to do something he didn't want to do would be asking for trouble, so he turned his eyes and said: "The ancients said: 'Read Thousands of books, travel thousands of miles', don’t you just want to be a nerd who reads by heart? Otherwise, you should go out and broaden your horizons.” Bao'er raised her head and thought for a while, then said: "That makes sense, okay, I'll go with you. But you have to clean up before you can leave!" Hu Buchou was afraid that he would not be able to bear the sudden tragedy at such a young age, so he sneered and said, "Manly man, leave as soon as you say, only mother-in-law and mother-in-law will pack things!" Bao'er blushed, and said: "Let's go." Putting the book in his arms, he jumped down, and said: "As long as you dare to go, I will dare to go!" Hu Buchou smiled and said: "This is what a man looks like! Okay, come with me." The two opened the back door and walked out. Hu Buchou was full of fear, but he was still joking and joking with Bao'er.At this time, although the autumn is cool and refreshing, the two of them walked for a mile, and Bao'er was already sweating profusely. He suddenly stopped and said seriously: "Uncle Datou, I think you really have a childish temper. You only care about yourself and don't care about others. , don’t you know that others who are polite and polite can’t walk as fast as you?” Hu Buchou listened to his old-fashioned lectures on himself, not only did not feel it was ridiculous, but felt pity, and secretly sighed: "The parents of this child are missing, and the only family member, the grandfather... well, if I don't take care of him, who will be there?" Care?" Pointing to a tea shed in front of him, he said softly, "If you are tired, let's go there to rest." Bao'er laughed and said, "You should have said that long ago." When he arrived at the tea shed, Hu Buchou took out the letter from his pocket and went outside to read it.On the envelope was simply written four words "No worries about opening and reading". The content of the letter was: "Don't worry about the words. When you read the letter, your master must have been poisoned. When you look at the incision of the man in white sword cutting the dead branch, you know that this person's swordsmanship is not only several times higher than that of the master, but also in the martial arts today. This person's opponent, and this person came here with the ambition of fighting against all the masters in the world. Looking at the pungent and vicious swordsmanship, his heart seems to be full of resentment, and he will never show mercy to anyone. There is no one in the Central Plains martial arts. If you defeat him, you will know how many masters will die under his sword. The catastrophe is approaching. As a teacher, you can't escape in the face of battle. You are determined to die in martial arts, but you have to try to eliminate this catastrophe for the world's martial arts colleagues. It is invisible, so I can only let you go to the coast of the East China Sea and wait and see along the coast. As long as you find a huge boat with five-color brocade as its sail, even if you use any means, you must try to get on the boat and hand over the dead branches inside the seal. The owner of the boat, that person will definitely ask you something, you must tell the truth immediately, don’t say a half word, and then wait for the reply. The owner of the five-color sailboat is the only person in the world who is expected to subdue the white-robed man. It is the only way to save the fate of the martial arts, you must be careful and complete the task, remember to remember!" The handwriting is correct and beautiful, even under such a juncture of life and death, Bai Sankong still writes neatly and meticulously, and only in the last stroke of the last word "Ji" did he see a failure. It can be seen that "Qingping Swordsman" "The self-cultivation skills are indeed far beyond the reach of human beings. Hu Buchou saw this familiar handwriting, thought of that kind face, saw things and thought about others, and felt even more sad and thoughtful, unable to be himself.Seeing the words "death to martial arts", I felt a rush of blood in my heart, and my eyes were even blurred.Suddenly Fang Baoer said from behind: "Can't you just sit quietly and drink a cup of tea? Alas! People who practice martial arts are terrible!" Hu Buchou barely held back her tears, turned around and said with a forced smile, "What's so bad about people who practice martial arts?" Fang Baoer's childish face suddenly showed a kind of adult sadness, and she bowed her head and stopped talking. Hu Buchou frowned and said: "Look at your appearance, is it true that you will never learn martial arts for the rest of your life? But what is this for?" Fang Baoer sighed: "If I tell you, you won't understand. Let's go!" Hu Buchou sighed secretly: "This is the end of the matter, I'm afraid you won't succeed if you don't learn martial arts." Then he decided the direction and went straight to the coast of the East China Sea.It was already winter, the journey was long, the itinerary was not easy, not to mention that Hu Buchou left in a hurry, how could he bring enough money, after walking for more than ten days, there was not much left in his pocket. Hu Buchou secretly said: "Even if the remaining entanglement can be maintained to the shore of the East China Sea, I still don't know when I will find the huge ship with five-color sails. It doesn't matter if I have no food and clothing, but Bao'er is so young, how can I find it?" Can you endure hardship?" Although his name was not worried, he was secretly worried. One day at the seashore, Fang Baoer observed the customs of a foreign land and the white waves in the sky, clapping his hands and laughing, while Hu Buchou sat far away and started fishing. Fang Baoer didn't know that he was fishing to satisfy his hunger, but also to watch the sails on the sea.I saw the sky full of sunset and the golden wave, which set off his figure as if he was in a painting, and he smiled unconsciously: "Uncle Datou, I didn't expect that you sometimes have a bit of elegance." Hu Buchou secretly smiled bitterly, and did not fish until the night was dark Pick up a few fresh fish to grill and eat. With stars in the sky and fishing fires on the sea, Fang Baoer felt as if she was in a tower of seven treasures, surrounded by tasseled orbs, and even the bland grilled fish had become an unprecedented delicacy, she ate three of them before she gave up , smiled and said: "The book says that it is best to go to bed after a full meal. Let's find a home inn and go to sleep!" Hu Buchou was silent for a while, then sighed sadly: "From now on, we can no longer stay in the inn." Fang Bao'er lowered her head and thought for a while, then said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't stay in the inn, but with the sky as your curtain and the earth as your bed, it's quite enjoyable to live in such a life." Hu Buchou said: "Are you really used to this kind of life?" Fang Baoer smiled and said, "So what if it's real? So what if it's fake? Anyway, I know you've run out of money, so how can two poor people, big and small, afford to live in an inn?" Hu Buchou was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and smiled wryly, "What a clever boy! Sometimes when I talk to you, I can't believe that you are only twelve or thirteen years old." Fang Baoer said: "This is the benefit of studying, so I..." Seeing that Hu Buchou's expression changed slightly, he said in a deep voice: "There is a sound of wind coming from the sleeves of a night walker. The purpose of coming is not knowing good or evil. Let's be careful." He touched some dust with his backhand and wiped it on his face. Fang Baoer sighed: "You martial arts practitioners, why do you have to be wary of others all the time? Could it be..." Before the words were finished, two figures came running in the night, and the one on the left said: "It's too early, and the fire is not right. I said it's not here, but you have to hurry!" A person on the right said: "Anyway, it's good for us to rest here... Wow, look, there's grilled fish here..." Without saying a word, he sat down in front of Hu Buchou and stuffed a cooked fish into his mouth In the middle of the night, he started chewing, as if he had caught and grilled this fish, and even treated Hu Buchou and Fang Baoer as dead people, without even looking at it. Fang Baoer stared at her big eyes, and said angrily: "Hey, friend, can you be more polite?..." Before he could finish his sentence, Hu Buchou grabbed his wrist and shouted, "You two masters are willing to eat our food!" Fish, it’s for us to save face, why don’t children know what’s good or bad?” As he spoke in his mouth, he secretly winked at Fang Bao’er, turned his head and said with a smile: “You two gentlemen just use it, and there’s still fish, so I’ll bake it and serve it to you. superior." The man on the left smiled sinisterly, "I never thought you, a fool, would have eyes, otherwise..." The man on the right had his mouth full of fish, and said, "Otherwise, the masters will roast you both..." Fang Bao'er gritted her teeth to hold back her anger, and in the flickering flames, she saw the person on the left with a pale face, a thin body, wearing a pink brocade gown, his face was hollowed out by the color of wine. The person on the right is a big man in brocade clothes and beard who is more than eight feet tall.Both of them carried huge and heavy burdens on their backs, and they wore long knives obliquely at their waists. The man with the beard ate two grilled fish, but the man in pink just frowned at the side, shook his head and sighed: "This..." Before he could say a single word, he suddenly stood up, grabbed the handle of the knife with his backhand, and said sharply: "Who is this person here?" The sharp voice lashed out like a whip, cutting through the darkness of the night. Immediately, someone in the darkness sternly said, "A gust of wind from the north of the river comes without a trace, and goes without a trace..." A figure followed the sound Finally, he fell in front of the fire with a whoosh, but it was a thin young man in black clothes, with a burden on his back. Throwing away the fish bone, the big man with bearded horns laughed loudly and said, "Who am I, it turns out to be Brother Feng. Come, come, sit on the ground with us, and eat a piece of grilled fish." 黑衣人咯咯笑道：“小弟老远瞧见火光，还以为是'灵空神火'，是以赶紧赶来，哪知却是彪虎两位兄台。” 粉衣人面色微变，悄声道：“风兄莫非也是接得'神木令'，赶来送上祭礼的么？”目光左张右望，似是生怕被人看到。 黑衣人笑道：“小弟前日才接得'神木令'，两日之间，连动了二十三家大户，才勉强凑成这份祭礼。” 黑衣人大笑又道：“客气客气，谁不知粉彪铁虎手段高强，天下人的钱财，还不都有如两位兄台的囊中物？” 方宝儿在一旁听得目瞪口呆，将胡不愁悄悄拉到一旁，附耳低语道：“好家伙，原来这三人都是强盗。” 胡不愁面色凝重，瞧着那三人都在大声说笑，这才附在宝儿耳边悄声道：“这三人不但是强盗，而且还都是鼎鼎有名、杀人不眨眼的大强盗。先来的两人，一个叫粉彪，一个叫铁虎，外家功夫都练得不错，在白马山开山立寨；后来的那'一阵风'却是个形迹飘忽的独行盗。” 宝儿眨了眨眼睛，道：“这三个大强盗怎会不约而同地跑到这种荒野地方来？这里难道也有个大财东么？” 胡不愁摇了摇头，道：“听这三人说话，好像是接得另一个厉害角色的什么'神木令'赶来送礼的。他们必定早有约定，以火光为记，是以这三人瞧见咱们的火光，就忙着赶来，哪知却认错了。唉，这三人已是极难惹的人物，能令他们赶来送礼的人，想必更了不起。” 宝儿撇撇嘴，道：“有什么了不起？左右不过是个坐地分赃的强盗头子……” 突见一阵风、粉彪、铁虎三个人齐地霍然站起，六只眼睛一齐朝注着远方，齐声道：“来的是什么人？”这三人说话声音有粗有细，有尖锐，也有沉重，三种声音加在一起，当真是说不出的难听。 胡、方两人只觉耳鼓被震得“嗡嗡”作响，但过了半晌，黑暗中仍然没有回应，只听得一阵沉重的脚步声远远传来，自远而近，“蹬……蹬……蹬……”一声接着一声，似是走得十分缓慢。 火堆旁三人突然紧张起来，铁虎“呛”的拔出腰边长刀，挥刀喝道：“来人再不说话，莫怪咱们……” 喝声中黑暗里已冉冉现出一条人影，竟是个身材矮短臃肿的肥胖老妇人，满头银丝般的白发几乎已秃落一半，身上穿着件宽大舒服的麻布衣衫，衣衫上满是口袋，少说也有十五、六个之多，手里拄着根长达九尺、几乎比她的身子高出一倍的木杖，喘息着走了过来，瞧见火光，长长叹了口气，喃喃道：“好舒服的火光，我老婆子能坐下来烤烤火么？” 方宝儿见她不但面如满月，满带着亲切的笑容，语声更是温柔慈祥，心里不觉暗暗为她担心，生怕那三个大强盗加害于他，哪知粉彪、铁虎等三人见了这老妇人，神情一震，竟似都呆在地上。 老妇人叹着气在火堆旁坐下，自左面腰边一只衣袋里摸出个蜜饯桃干，放在鼻子前嗅了又嗅，仿佛舍不得将它一口吃下，却又忍不住不吃，终于缓缓放在嘴里，轻轻叹了口气，细细咀嚼起来，满面俱是舒服满足之意，对身边三个手横利刃的彪形大汉似是根本未曾瞧见。 一阵风等三人对望了几眼，突然一齐拜倒在地，面带惊恐，直挺挺跪在地上，动也不敢动。 老妇人还似未曾瞧见，嚼完了桃干，又自右面一只衣袋中摸出块核桃酥，嗅了嗅，叹口气，咀嚼起来。 方宝儿瞧得又是好笑又是吃惊。好笑的是这老妇人十余只口袋中放的竟似全都是吃食零嘴，吃惊的是那三个杀人不眨眼的大强盗，竟对这贪吃的老妇人如此恭敬畏惧，却不知为了什么？ 只听铁虎终于忍不住嗫嚅着道：“彪虎兄弟拜见万老夫人。” 老妇人嘴里嚼着火炙糕，眯起眼睛瞧了半晌，展颜笑道：“好孩子，快起来吧。我老婆子眼睛都已老得快瞎了，方才竟未瞧出是你们，真是对不起。” 铁虎等三人头垂得更低，粉彪道：“不知万大侠近日可安好？” 万老夫人笑道：“万大侠是谁？我那老伴儿早已死了呀……噢，你是说我不成材的儿子。好，好，他还好，只是有点不太孝顺，有了老婆，就不要我这娘啦！”笑语慈祥，带点唠叨，活脱脱是位标准的北方老太太。方宝儿见了她，情不自禁，总会联想起自己心目中的外婆。 胡不愁却是面色凝重，喃喃道：“万大侠？万大侠……莫非她竟是'云梦大侠'万子良的母亲？” 这时铁虎等三人已站了起来，万老夫人笑道：“瞧你们三个人的模样，莫非是接了'神木令'赶来送礼的？” 铁虎道：“正是！”他回答得实在太快，粉彪要想阻止，已来不及。 万老夫人叹道：“那神木令主人真是了不起，虽然退隐多年，但黑道盟主的威信仍在，随便发下令来，就连你们三位也要赶来送礼……你们三位究竟是送的什么重礼，可以让我老婆子开开眼界么？” 一阵风等三人对望一眼，面上顿时现出为难之色。万老夫人柔声笑道：“难道瞧瞧都不可以？” 粉彪惶声道：“万老夫人所命，在下兄弟焉敢不从？”三个人一齐解开背后包袱，摊在地上。 刹时间但见一阵珠光宝气腾霄而起，就连那闪耀的火光都为之黯然失色！一阵风斜眼瞧着自己包袱中的珠宝，面上微现傲态，粉彪却赶紧将包袱重新包起。 铁虎陪笑道：“万老夫人，以你老人家来瞧，咱们兄弟三人这份礼可还过得去么？” 万老夫人微微一笑，道：“这份礼送给皇帝，也已过得去了，但……” 铁虎忍不住问道：“但什么？” 万老夫人缓缓道：“但送给神木令主人，却嫌不够！” 一阵风听了她前一句话，方自满心得意欢喜，这最后一句话却似一桶冷水当头淋下，令他满心欢喜变作了懊恼！ 铁虎更是瞪大了眼睛，吃惊道：“还不够？” 万老夫人摇头笑道：“不够！除非……除非将这三份礼物并为一份，否则神木令主人若是嫌礼物轻了，那可不是好玩的。”取出块麻糖，闭起眼睛仔细咀嚼，安然享受，再也不瞧粉彪、铁虎等人一眼。 粉彪、铁虎两人立刻抓起包袱，后退三步。一阵风目光闪动，突然咯咯笑道：“万老夫人既如此说话，两位不如做个人情，将包袱送给小弟吧！” 铁虎大怒道：“好小子，居然敢打咱家兄弟的坏主意。” 一阵风阴森森笑道：“不是风某不讲交情，但风某即使杀了两位，也不敢得罪神木令主人！” 铁虎厉喝道：“放屁！看是你杀得了老子还是老子倒宰了你！”喝声中彪、虎两柄长刀俱已出鞘，一阵风腰边亮银练子枪也撒在手中，万老夫人安坐不动，面上仍然带着那慈祥和蔼的笑容。 胡不愁在一边瞧得很清楚，不禁暗叹忖道：“这老太太看来温柔慈祥，不想居然如此险恶，轻轻一句话，就将彪、虎等三人挑得火拼起来，自己却丝毫不动声色。” 但他身有重任，怎能多管闲事，眼里瞧得虽清楚，嘴里却一言不发。 哪知他心念方转，突听方宝儿道：“老太太，你也是来送礼的么？” 万老夫人双目微睁，柔声道：“乖孩子，你在说什么？” 方宝儿含笑摇了摇头，道：“没有什么。” 但铁虎等三人久闯江湖，都算得是眼里揉不下沙子的光棍，听得方宝儿那句话，心里顿时雪亮。 粉彪一刀劈出，硬生生收回刀势，仰天笑道：“可笑呀可笑！” 铁虎道：“有何可笑？” 一阵风抢先道：“咱们当真是猪油蒙了心，竟未想到万老夫人也是来送礼的，反要个小孩子来提醒，岂非可笑？” 粉彪道：“只是万老夫人走得匆忙，未准备礼物，是以才要咱们三人火拼一场，两败俱伤，那时万老夫人就可取了咱们的礼物送礼去了。”说话间三人已联成一条阵线，手里紧握兵刃，一步步向后退去。 万老夫人轻叹一声，柔声道：“三位也未免将我老婆子说得太不值钱了。你们瞧，这是什么？”自口袋里取出串颜色紫黑但表面却有一层晶光的珠练，每颗珠子都有鸽蛋般大小！铁虎等三人上线开扒，奇珠异宝不知见过多少，却也从未见过如此颜色、如此硕大的珠子。三个人都想瞧个仔细，忍不住向前走了一步。 万老夫人含笑道：“这紫晶珠只要一颗，已是罕世之宝，这样一串珠子，送给玉皇大帝也足够了，我老婆子怎会再想要你们小辈的东西？” 铁虎等三人眼睛直瞪着那串珠子，神情既是惭愧又是艳羡。万老夫人笑道：“这样的珠子，三位只怕还未见过吧？不妨过来瞧瞧仔细。” 铁虎等三人情不自禁地向前移动脚步，一阵风叹道：“倒真是枉走了江湖，像这样的宝物、连听都未曾……” 话未说完，万老夫人手里的珠串突然化做数十道乌光，急飞而出，分打铁虎等三人胸腹大穴，顺手一摸，又自衣袋中摸出些核桃、杏仁，脱手掷出，手法之快，不可思议，铁虎等三人再也未想到她会在此时出手，更未想到她满身衣袋中的零食俱可当做暗器！ 三个人但觉眼前一花，暗器已如漫天花雨，源源不绝而来，哪里还能闪避？只听接连三声惨呼，三个人一齐跌倒，每个人身上最少中了七、八件“暗器”，核桃、杏仁、梅子……件件嵌入肉里，生似精钢所铸，只有铁虎身子强壮，犹未断气，嘶声道：“你……你有了紫晶珠，何必还……还要咱们的。” 万老夫人摇头叹道：“傻孩子，世上哪有紫色的珍珠？” 铁虎呆了一呆，额上疼得布满黄豆般大小的汗珠，但仍强自挣扎着道：“那到底是……是什么？” 万老夫人微微一笑，道：“那是冰糖乌梅！你们久走江湖，难道真的连冰糖梅子都不认得么？” 铁虎身子一震，双睛几乎凸出眶外，嘶声喊道：“气煞我……” 最后个“也”字还未出口，一口气突然接不上来，但闻喉间“喀”的一响，立刻气绝而死，当真是死不瞑目。万老夫人瞧着他们的尸身，柔声叹道：“可惜呀可惜！” 方宝儿瞧得目瞪口呆，此刻暗怒忖道：“既然可惜，为何要将人杀死？” 只听万老夫人又接着叹息道：“可惜我这么多好吃的东西都被这三块废物糟踏了。”拄着姬杖走过去，喘息着俯下身子，竟将嵌在三人尸身上的吃食俱都拿了出来，在他们衣衫上擦干血迹，又自一粒粒放回衣袋里。方宝儿这才知道她可惜的竟不是人，而是那些核桃、杏仁、梅子……瞧见这情况，只觉手足冰冷，心头作呕，再也忍不住，“哇”的将方才吃下的烤鱼都吐了出来。 胡不愁原先听得方宝儿那句话出口，已知他闯了大祸，但后来事变发生太快，连他也被惊得呆在当地，此刻他方自定过神来，乘着万老夫人身子背转，一把抱起还在呕吐着的方宝儿，便待乘机逃走。哪知他身子方动，万老夫人已笑哈哈站到他面前，指着方宝儿笑道：“这是谁家的孩子？这么聪明！” 胡不愁话也不说，足跟半旋，倒跃而起，嗖的掠开丈余，转身又待奔出，但他身子方落地，万老夫人又已挡住了他的去路，笑道：“你逃什么？这样聪明的孩子，难道我老婆子还舍得伤他么？”胡不愁见她身法之快，有如鬼魅，知道今日绝难逃走，反而沉住了气，静思对策。 方宝儿用力一挣，落下地来，大声道：“既舍不得伤我，又不肯放我走，那是为什么？” 万老夫人柔声笑道：“像婆婆这样上了年纪的人，见了聪明伶俐的孩子，也是舍不得放走的。来，乖孩子，婆婆请你吃颗冰糖梅子。” 果然自衣袋中取出个梅子。方宝儿见那梅子上还有一丝血迹，哪里吃得下肚！ 万老夫人笑道：“乖孩子，你不敢吃么？其实带血的梅子比什么都甜。” 她所行虽是最最恶毒之事，但面上却永远带着最温柔慈祥的笑容。 方宝儿破口大骂道：“老妖妇，老毒婆，老怪物，总有一日，你那一肚子血也要被人当茶喝了的。”