Chapter 7 The Seventh Chapter Strong Sword Hero

The eight people in the hall were all shocked, dazzled, as if they were all in a daze, Fang Yi's drunkenness disappeared, his head was covered with cold sweat, dripping down, he was very lucky that he didn't die in the hands of this old man, Zhan Mengbai was shocked Thinking: "Such a ruthless swordsmanship, such a ruthless heart." This Gong Jinbi killed two people with a raise of his hand, and now he is still sitting on the ground, and his long sword has returned to the previous posture. Nothing ever happened. There was a dead silence in the hall, and the remaining six boys danced their swords again, but their swords were no longer as powerful as before.

"Fen Hou" Hua Fei tightly grasped the hilt of the sword with both palms, his eyes were full of murderous intent, but his footsteps gradually moved backwards, and he actually moved to Gong Lingling's side. Gong Lingling was already terrified, she didn't dare to look at the bloody corpse, she closed her eyes tightly, but Hua Fei suddenly threw the long sword, and lifted her up with a palm from bottom to top, trying her best , and sent it outward, throwing Gong Lingling's thin and small body directly towards Gong Jinbi. He also threw the dagger in his left hand at the same time, a gust of wind flew in front of Gong Jinbi at the same time as Gong Lingling, Zhan Mengbai was terrified.

Seeing that Gong Lingling was even more terrified, but she still bit her lips tightly and refused to make a sound, Zhan Mengbai was startled and frightened, and cursed inwardly: "The people surnamed Gong are so bull-tempered, speak up quickly... ..." Before he finished his thoughts, Gong Jinbi sneered and slashed out with a sword, shook the dagger away, the sword light flashed, and the sword pierced into the thin and soft chest of his only relative in the world, his granddaughter. A sharp sword piercing through the chest, even a man of iron can't bear it, let alone a lonely and thin little girl like Gong Lingling, she couldn't help blurting out a miserable cry.

The voice heard, Gong Jinbi's complexion changed violently, and he yelled: "Lingling!" He hugged Lingling into his arms, tore off a handful of hair, stuffed it into Lingling's wound, and said in a trembling voice: "Lingling, is...is...you?" Gong Lingling's face was as dead as death, she opened her eyes slightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Grandpa, I... didn't make a sound, you...you old man, don't...don't hit me..." Gong Jinbi's blood rushed up, his heart felt like a knife, and said: "Ling... Ling... Grandpa... no..." Touching his granddaughter's body, he suddenly thought of the lives he had hurt in his life, and he burst into tears , leaking from the blind eyes.

Zhan Mengbai was startled, horrified, sad, and angry, and tears welled up in his eyes. He only hated himself for watching this scene of the most tragic event in the world happen in front of him, but he couldn't move, couldn't speak, and couldn't do anything. , for a moment he was so angry that his heart was about to bleed. The people in the hall were all terrified, Hua Fei stood far away and said with a stern smile, "Is it the same? Is being blind the same as not being blind?" Although he has a handsome appearance, he has a heart like a snake and a scorpion. Zhan Mengbai just wanted to tear him in half. Gong Jinbi let out a snarl, stood up, and cursed: "Bastard..."

Hua Fei sneered and said, "Mo Dong, twenty swordsmen and fifty strong bows and crossbows have been laid down in my hall. If you move, you will die!" Although he was threatening with empty words, Gong Jinbi could not see it, and as soon as he stretched out his long sword, he was about to rush forward. Suddenly thinking of the granddaughter in his arms, he swung the long sword and cursed sharply: "Beast, wolf!" Jackal, I... what hatred do I have with you..." He hated his beard and hair like crazy, but for his granddaughter, he didn't dare to rush forward and fight Hua Fei with all his might.

Hua Fei laughed sharply: "Hatred! What is the hatred? Old man, do you remember the Huaping couple who died under the sword of your father and son sixteen years ago, and that little girl? Let me tell you, I will It's Huaping's son, and that girl is my older sister. To avenge this, I went through all kinds of hardships, and finally found you. The heavens have eyes, and I will finally see your retribution with my own eyes!" The voice was stern and unhuman, and Gong Jinbi's complexion changed even more. Hua Fei laughed wildly and said, "Your heart is like iron all your life, and you have never survived under the sword. Let me ask you, how does it feel to kill someone? Today you killed him with your own hands. How does my granddaughter feel in my heart?"

Gong Jinbi hissed miserably: "Who said I killed her? Who said she died..." He poked his palm, and suddenly felt that his granddaughter's palm was icy cold, and her body shook, as if suddenly hit by a huge thunder , was so shocked that he stood on the ground, remained silent, and his face became expressionless. He slowly put his granddaughter on the ground, then slowly stood up, and the hall suddenly became as dead as a tomb... No one moved, no one made a sound, even the sound of breathing was silenced, and the lights of more than a dozen palace lanterns seemed to be shining on the gray-haired old man.

The heavy murderous intent came back sadly, the wind pierced through the hall, and the lights flickered... A brocade-clothed boy standing closest to Gong Jinbi couldn't bear the torment, Fang Zi moved lightly, and suddenly saw a flash of sword light, and cut off his head. Shocked, he returned his sword to parry, but the sword was only halfway out, and the Qingfeng in Gong Jinbi's palm had cut his chest open, and blood spurted out violently. The other brocade-clothed boy exclaimed, turned around and fled, Gong Jinbi shook his long sword, but without seeing his body move, he slashed his sword across the ground from the back of the boy's neck to his rump bone, roared wildly, and the corpse fell to the ground. On the ground, Gong Jinbi's sword pointed to the ground, and his body turned slowly. Under the light, he saw bloodstains all over his body, sword, and even his white hair and beard, like a vicious ghost...

Everyone was trembling in horror, biting their teeth in unison, fearing that their teeth would chatter and make a sound, Fang Yi had already collapsed on the ground in shock. There was a chill in Zhan Mengbai's heart, and he felt a slight itchiness in his palms. It turned out that he was sweating. Fortunately, his acupoints were touched and he couldn't move at all. The big man in brocade clothes who was standing alone outside the hall, those who stood far away had already slipped away, those who stood close, were terrified, suddenly felt that their pants had become icy cold, and was actually startled to pee out of them.

Suddenly, with a "choke", a long sword fell to the ground, and a boy in brocade clothes fainted on the spot. Gong Jinbi's sword rushed towards him like a torrent, and stabbed down. The boy standing closest to the hall door saw Gong Jinbi stood still far away, turned around and ran away, unexpectedly there was a figure in front of him, but Gong Jinbi had already flied in front of him, before Gong Jinbi could make a move, the boy let out a miserable cry and fell down, terrified A blood vessel bursts and dies. This was just a flash, Gong Jinbi injured six people in a row, his face was still icy and cold, with a horizontal sword on his chest, he guarded the door, and said slowly: "You killed my granddaughter, none of you can get out alive... ..." Hua Fei shouted: "Let's go together and fight this old thief." He grabbed a Jindun and threw it on the ground. With the tip of his sword, he picked up another Jindun. He flew up with both feet, kicked out two Jinduns, and the four Jinduns flew towards Gong Jinbi together. With a flash of Gong Jinbi's sword light, he split the four brocade piers in half with one sword, and threw himself straight at Hua Fei. Fang Xin grabbed his son's collar, opened the window with his palm, and turned his palm back. He shot out the seven-point cold star and swished away through the window. Fang Jumu was stunned for a while, shook his arms, and fled after him. The men in the hall immediately dispersed, the rats sprinted away, the palace lantern was thrown to the ground, and the weeds were ignited in an instant, and the fire ignited blazingly. Hua Fei stretched his body and walked around the hall, his sword light picked up Jindun all the way, and struck at Gong Jinbi, but Gong Jinbi followed behind him like a maggot attached to the bone. Hua Fei turned around and saw that outside the main hall, apart from Zhan Mengbai and the dead bodies on the ground, only he and the two stunned boys were left. Although Gong Jinbi's lightness kung fu was high, he suffered from blindness in the end and couldn't catch him for a while. The fire outside the hall was getting bigger and bigger, Hua Fei suddenly grabbed a boy and threw it straight at Gong Jinbi's sword. Taking advantage of the momentum, Hua Fei stabbed out from under the boy's side with a sword, Gong Jinbi couldn't see it, so he never expected this move, he was too late to hide, a bloody gash was cut on his chest. Unexpectedly, when he was seriously injured, he did not retreat but advanced, roaring and stabbing with the sword, Hua Fei lost all courage, raised the dead body in his hand, and blocked his sword. Gong Jinbi's sword was like the wind, cutting seven swords in a row, Hua Fei actually blocked seven swords in a row with a human shield, the poor boy did not know what sins he committed before he was alive, and his body was hacked to pieces after death, another boy like He rushed to the hall door, his legs were weak, he fell to the ground with a puff, and escaped by rolling and crawling. Seeing that Gong Jinbi didn't care about others, and the sword light was lingering on him, Hua Fei was both startled and frightened, knowing that if he wanted to escape, it would be as difficult as reaching the sky, so he couldn't help cursing, his graceful demeanor just now, At the moment, they are all gone. The blood on Gong Jinbi's chest kept flowing, and he didn't care, Hua Fei cursed: "Old man, haven't you shed your blood yet? I'm going to cut off your head and sacrifice it in front of my parents' grave..." Suddenly Feeling a chill in his right shoulder, he was stabbed by Gong Jinbi's sword, and the corpse he was holding in his right hand also fell down. Gong Jinbi said: "Hua Ping and his wife, ten deaths are not enough to atone for their sins. The old man just hates that he died too cheaply that year." In the voice, the long sword flashed, and from top to bottom, he used a move of "Splitting Huashan". Although this move is a common move, but in his hands, the power is quite different. Although Hua Fei has There are many ways to break this move, but his move is too fast, so he has to fight to meet it with a sword. With a "choke", the two swords intersected, Hua Fei's body was immediately shaken a few steps, but the sword in Gong Jinbi's hand was cut off by him. Gong Jinbi was slightly startled, and suddenly heard a soft groan from behind him. Although the groan was extremely slight, Gong Jinbi's hearing was exceptionally sharp. When he heard it, it was actually his granddaughter's accent. Shocked, he shouted loudly and threw himself on his granddaughter. Hua Fei was so shocked by his sword that his blood surged, and his footsteps staggered. As long as Gong Jinbi took advantage of the momentum to slash with his sword, he would not be able to resist. Fang Zi secretly sighed: "That's it!" Jin Bi unexpectedly left him behind, was stunned for a moment, overjoyed, turned around, and left through the window. Zhan Mengbai watched helplessly as the tragedy began and ended. At this moment, all the living people had escaped, but he still couldn't move. He sat like a statue among the dead. Throwing away the long sword, hugging Gong Lingling's body, stroking for a while, smiling and sighing, forgetting all other things, if someone comes to attack again at this time, he will definitely not be able to dodge. It turns out that Gong Lingling is indeed not dead, but her heart pulse is intermittent and her aura seems to be there. At the big acupoint, he hoped to save his granddaughter's life with the strength of his internal family that he had practiced for decades. Immediately, there were two hot currents that went straight to Gong Lingling's heart. There has been no rain in the mountain area for a long time, this temple has been built for a long time, but it has been abandoned again, the wood is rotten, and once the fire is ignited, it immediately becomes a prairie fire. The flames climbed up the window lattice from the wasteland, and ignited the main hall in an instant, only burning loudly, but one of the three people in the main hall was seriously injured and comatose, the other had no time to look after him, and the other had his acupoints pierced. Couldn't move at all, just watched the fire grow bigger and bigger. The night wind grew stronger, and the wind boosted the power of the fire. Gusts of wind almost blew the flames onto Zhan Mengbai's body. Zhan Mengbai felt as if he was in a stove, his lips were parched, his head was sweating profusely, and even the sweat was almost dried up in the end. Gong Jinbi pressed his palms against Gong Lingling's key points, and he couldn't relax for a moment, he felt tongues of fire rolling in, but he couldn't move rashly. At this moment, Gong Lingling was already breathing gradually, but as long as he withdrew his true strength, Gong Lingling made a decisive decision, and there was no way to return to heaven. He would rather be burned to death alive than ignore his granddaughter's life. But he couldn't help feeling the fear of death in his heart. With a "bang", a section of burning beam fell to Zhan Mengbai's side. A flame gradually ignited Jindun under Zhan Mengbai's seat, and another beam fell on the low table in front of him with a "bang", and the whole hall was burned to the point of collapse. Zhan Mengbai was surrounded by flames, like a martyr who was burned at the stake in ancient times, and was about to be burned to death. At this moment, he suddenly thought of his dead father, his surviving friends, blood feuds, and various responsibilities. Thousands of thoughts are rushing, one after another, tears will come out of my eyes again, but when I think about it, I suddenly think of the injustice and humiliation I have suffered in my life. If I die at this moment, not only the humiliation cannot be discarded, but the hatred cannot be revenged. Injustice cannot be cleared. As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help thinking to himself: "Zhan Mengbai, Zhan Mengbai, you have been honest all your life, why is the sky treating you so unfairly?" Under the attack of the fire and the outer fire, he suddenly shouted, turned over and jumped up. He was stunned for a moment, only to realize that his acupoints had been unlocked unintentionally. He didn't know whether it was a coincidence or the arrangement of the heavens, and he didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow. When he woke up, he subconsciously rushed out Flame rushed out of the door, but when he changed his mind, he immediately stopped in his tracks. At this moment, the flames had engulfed the hall, and after a while, the main beam was broken, and all the people in the hall would be buried in the fire pit. But he knew this, but he couldn't let the two officials, Jin Bi, be burned to death. He hurriedly turned around, grabbed the two Jin Duns who hadn't been touched by the flames, and swat the flames around Gong's grandfather and grandson. Suddenly, he found that most of his strength had miraculously recovered. It turned out that he was suffering from the external fire just now, and under the attack of the internal fire, Fang Xin's qi and blood that had been blocked were released by themselves. Zhan Mengbai knew that Gong Jinbi could not move at the moment, and he only hoped that he could finish the job soon, but the flames came rushing in like a raging wave, even if Zhan Mengbai tried his best, he couldn't stop the flames, but he could keep the flames from burning. Gong Jinbi's grandfather and grandson were only on the body, but his own clothes were repeatedly burned. The scorched wood was falling like rain all around, Zhan Mengbai gritted his teeth, determined to protect the Gong family's grandfather and grandson until the last moment, in fact, he has no relationship with the Gong family's grandfather and grandson, but when he sees other people's lives dying, he will immediately A kind of righteous heart was born, in order to save others, he would put his own life and death aside at any time. Later, several places on his body were burned by the flames, and Gong Jinbi's beard and hair were also caught on fire. In fact, he was already able to do his best, but because he knew how to do it, he took care of Gong Lingling, worried about the fire, and wondered about it. The courage and chivalry of the young man is therefore a bit slower. Suddenly seeing Gong Lingling's eyes open, Gong Jinbi let out a long breath. Zhan Mengbai said happily: "Is the old man alright?" Unexpectedly, Gong Jinbi fell backwards. He lost a lot of blood just now, and now he has exhausted all his strength, and he can't hold it any longer. Shocked, Zhan Mengbai picked up Gong Lingling, pulled Gong Jinbi up, shouted loudly, and rushed out of the flames, feeling a pain in his shoulder, as if he had been hit by a piece of burnt wood, and rushed to the ground in one breath. After going outside, he was already in a state of distress, and he still didn't dare to stop. He struggled to carry the descendants of the Gong family to a small hillside, put down Gong Lingling on the rock, and Gong Jinbi under the tree, but he himself said "poof!" "The ground fell to the ground. After a long, long time, Zhanmeng Baifang gasped for breath, and felt pain in all the burnt parts of his body, and the pain around his shoulders was even more painful. Looking around, there was a fire in front of the hillside, thinking of himself The scene just now was really close to death, and I couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. Hearing Gong Jinbi's long sigh, Zhan Mengbai turned over and sat up and said, "Old man is awake." Gong Jinbi said loudly: "What did you say?" The voice was so loud that it was appalling. Zhan Mengbai was taken aback for a moment, and Gong Jinbi suddenly changed color. You must know that his hearing ability is different from ordinary people, but now he can't hear other people's words. Knowing that he was in panic and danger just now, he lost even the power of hearing, at this moment he only felt a chill in his heart, and he no longer had the courage to live.Zhan Mengbai couldn't help but secretly sighed, and said loudly: "I'm Zhan Mengbai, can the old man hear you?" Gong Jinbi nodded silently, seeing that he was not completely deaf, Zhan Mengbai felt a little relieved, picked up Gong Lingling, and put him in Gong Jinbi's arms.Gong Jinbi patted his granddaughter's body lightly. Seeing that her body temperature and breathing had gradually become normal, a smile could not help appearing on the corner of her mouth, because his own sacrifice had been rewarded after all. The grace of dripping water, I can't think of..." Zhan Mengbai said: "This is a matter of the next job, I don't need to take it to heart." Gong Jinbi shook his head and said: "I'm dying, how can I not repay you for your great kindness? You seem to be a martial artist, so I can only pass on the sword skills to you as a reward." This is what people in the martial arts dream of, but Zhan Mengbai said sternly: "What are you talking about, old man? Although Zhan Mengbai is not talented, he is not a person who is expected to repay kindness. If the old man does this, isn't he going to show his dream?" Seeing Bai as a beast, Zhanmengbai absolutely cannot accept it." Gong Jinbi was taken aback for a moment, and said: "You know that if you were only half a moment late, you would be dead." Zhan Mengbai said: "Just now, I have already forgotten the matter of life and death." Gong Jinbi said: "Then why did you risk your life to save my grandparents and grandson's lives?" The implication is a bit strange. Zhan Mengbai said: "Is there any reason to save people's lives?" You must know that when two people talk, as long as one of them has poor hearing, the voice must be extremely loud. Zhan Mengbai was afraid that Gong Jinbi could not hear clearly, so he spoke out loudly. Gong Jinbi himself has poor hearing, and he also shouted loudly. Gong Jinbi was silent for a while, then sighed: "I have seen many people in my life, but I have never seen a young man like you. The more you insist on refusing, the more I want to teach you the sword technique. I have a unique skill in my life. With a successor like you, I can rest assured." Zhan Mengbai said: "But I hope the old man will not force others to make things difficult. If I accept it, wouldn't it mean that he is a beast who intends to show kindness and take advantage of others." Others wanted to teach him martial arts skills, but he became furious. In Gong Jinbi's life, I don't know how many people asked him to teach swordsmanship. He never thought that there would be people in the world who would reject him. , I felt even more joyful, took out a silk book from my bosom, and said: "I am deaf and blind, and I am not far from death. Although I have lived enough, there are two things that I still can't let go of." He paused slightly, and sighed: "One is that my granddaughter is still young, and the other is that my unique skills have not been handed down to others. Now I entrust both of these things to you. On this silk book is the essence of my life's martial arts Take it!" Between the words, it seemed that he was about to die immediately, and one can imagine the state of mind of a martial arts hero who became deaf and blind for a moment and could no longer compete with others. Zhan Mengbai said with emotion: "My old man entrusted me with loneliness, it is my duty to do so, but I cannot accept this secret book of swordsmanship, I can only keep it for you..." Before the words were finished, a figure flew down the hillside, pierced Gong Jinbi's chest with a sword in his right hand, and snatched the silk book with his left hand. Among the eight boys under "Fen Hou" Hua Fei's sect, only one escaped. It turned out that he escaped by rolling and crawling just now, but he was so terrified that he fled to this hillside and rolled down, the grassy forest underneath, he was very secretive and safe inside, so he simply didn't get up , lying in the grass to rest, only listening to the footsteps rushing on the hillside, and then the sound faded away, and he fell into a deep sleep unconsciously under the mix of shock and exhaustion. It wasn't until Zhan Mengbai and Gong Jinbi shouted to each other that he woke up. He listened to the conversation between Zhan and Gong, and felt great joy in his heart. He said to himself: "Hua Yu, Hua Yu, you If you escaped, you can't go back. You are already homeless. If you want to become famous in the world, this is your chance. Old man Gong is already deaf and blind, and that guy is not worth fearing. As long as you snatch that silk book, why don't you fail in your swordsmanship." Although he was still a little timid in his heart, he gritted his teeth and jumped out. With all his strength, he stabbed straight into the heart with a sword, before Gong Jinbi even made a sound, he died. Zhan Mengbai yelled, turned over and jumped up, Huayu was terrified in the end, she pulled out her right hand, but she didn't know that the long sword was embedded in Gong Jinbi's breastbone, and she couldn't pull it out. Huayu's hands were covered in cold sweat, she simply didn't even want to use her sword, she jumped down the hillside and fled like flying, Zhan Mengbai rushed over, but her body was burnt, her shoulder bones were broken, and her strength had long been exhausted. He fell to the ground, saw the murderer fleeing like flying, but was unable to catch up, and was so angry that he also fainted. Although the dawn was near, the night was still very deep at this moment, and the mountain wind passed by, blowing Gong Jinbi's gray beard and hair, and the silk fringe on the sword fluttered unceasingly. This martial arts sword hero who ruled the roost for the first time, did not know how many strangers were injured by his sword, but in the end he also died in the hands of a stranger. He killed seven of the eight boys under the "Fen Hou" Hua Fei's sect, but he didn't want to be alone. He would be killed by the only boy left with a sword. The morning stars are few and far between. A misty white mist has begun to fill the land, lingering in the gloomy mountains and forests, and the sound of a shepherd boy's piccolo can be heard in the distance, drifting slowly in the misty mist. Zhan Mengbai used the boy's undrawn long sword to find a secluded place in the mountains, dug a shallow pit, and buried the body of a generation of swordsmen Gong Jinbi. How wonderful the world is, who would have thought that this unknown young man in the martial arts world would actually witness two of the "Seven Great Masters" in the martial arts world die in front of him in less than a month, and even bury them with his own hands In this month, although he himself has gone through hardships, pain and humiliation, he finally survived firmly. However, at this moment, his heart is full of grief and anger. He only hates that his martial arts are too weak. He can neither protect the deaf and blind old man nor catch the murderer and enemy for the old man. Although he has had several opportunities to obtain peerless martial arts, But he hid the cloth flag and the secret book, reprimanded Du Yuntian, the "Leaving the String Arrow", and kept the supreme swordsmanship of the "Sword of Thousand Fronts" thousands of miles away. Whether he is stupid or not, even he himself can't tell. He only knows that only by doing this can he find peace in his heart. Some faint melancholy and depression. Is this the life of a hero? Beside the shallow grave, he closed his eyes, hoping for a moment of rest. Beside him, there was a long sword without sheath and a green bamboo flute. The long sword was shining brightly, he left it to let Gong Lingling remember today's hatred. The bamboo flute was old and ordinary, light blue in color, and a bit withered and yellow. He kept it so that he could always remember what happened today. This bamboo flute had been touched by Gong Jinbi many times, and there were countless pieces on it. He couldn't bear to throw away the old man's love and teze, and he kept it because he wanted to preserve his nostalgia for this old man who was a hero but died in a miserable way. Lying quietly on a pile of shallow grass next to her is the lonely and lonely Gong Lingling. Although her internal injuries have healed, her external injuries are still serious. Zhan Mengbai ordered her sleeping hole, allowing her to spend the time in a sweet sleep. During this sad time, he did not want her to see the old man's tragic body and desolate grave. However, where can a tattered young man covered in burns and pain in his heart, and a weak girl who is dying of injuries and alone and helpless go?The future is boundless, only a sigh! The sky was finally bright, Zhan Mengbai picked up Gong Lingling, walked down the hillside, and reached the main road, when the passers-by saw them, they all walked away, Zhan Mengbai didn't care, he walked with his head held high, others looked down upon them He, he didn't put others in his eyes. When he arrived in Wuxi, Zhan Mengbai found the smallest and most dilapidated inn to live in, bought some gold-creating medicines on the street, and applied them to Gong Lingling's wounds. Although he was dressed in rags, he brought a lot of gold beads when he left home, so he was not shy in his travel bag, and the medicines he chose were all top quality, and Gong Lingling's injury was gradually improving . The girl lost her parents when she was born, and her grandfather was upright by nature.She never took a penny, so she was very downcast. When others were still holding on to the corners of her parents' clothes to ask for candy, she followed the downhearted old man to wander in the rivers and lakes. When she was five years old, the old man went blind. hard. Her wonderful childhood was spent in such a bleak environment.But she never complained. Although she was young, she had already learned to endure. The bleak years have cultivated her a peculiar character. Too many sorrows in her life made her dare not seek happiness. She was surprisingly silent. After waking up, she only asked: "Where is my grandpa?" Zhan Mengbai I couldn't bear to tell her the truth, and only said that her grandfather would come in two days. Gong Lingling asked again: "Did my grandpa blame me?" Zhan Mengbai shook his head with a smile, but he couldn't help feeling an unspeakable sadness in his heart. She didn't mention a word about her injury or situation at all, as if as long as her grandfather didn't blame her, she would be satisfied. Since then, she never said a word, just opened her eyes wide and stared blankly at the roof.Seeing her like this, Zhan Mengbai was both sad and pity in his heart, he was very considerate to her, and decided not to leave until her injury was recovered. She was loved by Zhan Mengbai, and she didn't express her gratitude. Only in her big eyes, there was some silent expression of gratitude from time to time. Every morning, she only asked: "Is my grandpa back?" During this day, there was no more sound. After two days like this, Zhan Mengbai had nothing to do, and drank his sorrows all day long, the shopkeepers were afraid that he would have no money to pay for the shop, and only waited for Zhan Mengbai to hand out a lot of money before secretly reassuring, Zhan Mengbai watched coldly, and couldn't help but Sneer, he has seen a lot of the hot and cold world. Unexpectedly, although those golden medicines are expensive, they are ineffective. Two days later, Harem Lingling's injury suddenly worsened, and her whole body was burning hot. The look of pain, Zhanmeng saw it in vain, anxious and in pain, thinking of her biting her lip in the hall without making a sound, he couldn't help feeling sad. He immediately asked one of the most prestigious traumatologists in Wuxi from the shop assistant. He left by night, and the doctor was about to fall asleep. When he saw Zhan Mengbai's clothes, he walked around the living room and asked Twice, and said lightly: "It's late at night and there is no time, please ask another master!" Before he finished speaking, he stood up to see off the guests. Zhan Mengbai said angrily: "Human life is at stake, are you going or not?" With a slap, the tea table beside him was shaken to pieces. .Sit in the big cart, and when I arrived at the inn, I sighed how unlucky I was. I squeezed my nose and went in. When I saw Gong Lingling's injury, I frowned even tighter, and said: "If the sword wound is more than three points, it will enter the heart vein." ..." Zhan Mengbai was overjoyed and said, "Since I didn't hurt my heart, it must be fine." The doctor was full of grievances, and said coldly: "If you hurt your heart, you will suffer less." Zhan Mengbai said in shock: "So, she...she..." The doctor cupped his hands and said: "The student is really powerless, forgive me." Zhan Mengbai saw his expression and thought of the appearance of that thin old man Qin, feeling sad and angry in his heart, the doctor didn't dare to say a word, he carried the medicine box and left in embarrassment.While comforting Gong Lingling, Zhan Mengbai went to invite several doctors, and left without even prescribing the medicine.Zhan Mengbai looked at Gong Lingling on the sick bed, he kept saying that it was all right, but his eyes couldn't help but shed tears. Gong Lingling suddenly held his wrist lightly, smiled sadly, and said: "Uncle, don't feel bad, I already know that my life is hard and I won't live long." For such a young person to say such words, Zhan Mengbai's heart felt as if a knife was piercing him, and the soft "uncle" sound moved him even more. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears, and said with a forced smile, "Who said your life is hard? Say you don't live long, for a child as good as you, God will bless you." Gong Lingling shook her head and said, "Uncle, don't comfort me, I really don't feel bad at all, it's just a little strange, why hasn't Grandpa come here yet?" Before she finished speaking, she suddenly turned her head, and Zhan Mengbai saw her shoulders twitching uncontrollably, knowing that she didn't want to see her crying, she didn't take her life and death seriously, but she didn't want others to be sad all the time , Zhan Mengbai's blood surged, and he said loudly: "Lingling, you won't die, if uncle can't save you, uncle, I won't live either." He strode out. The night was dark, Zhan Mengbai was still wandering in the street, even though he was a great hero and brave, but at this moment he didn't dare to look into the eyes of the little girl who was holding back tears, because he really didn't know what method to use , to save the life of this lovely girl, the clutches of the god of death are really ruthless. The wind blows and the wind blows, the stars rise and the stars fall, and the sky reveals its own twilight. There are gradually more pedestrians on the street. Seeing Zhan Mengbai's distraught appearance, he only thinks he is a lunatic, and dare not approach him even more. Hearing a shout suddenly, a line of bodyguard chariots came from the street. A pennant was inserted obliquely on the bodyguard chariot. On the pennant was embroidered a fiery red lion. The horse, pointing and talking and laughing, looks and looks complacent. Zhan Mengbai's heart was filled with the shadow of death, he had experienced too much death these days, his eyes were in a daze, and he saw nothing. When the two guards saw a ragged man blocking their way, they raised their bushy eyebrows together, the one on the left whistled, and the one on the right shouted: "Get out of the way!" He turned around abruptly and looked up at the two of them. The person on the left was stunned for a while, only to feel that this pair of eyes, as sharp as a sword, must have been seen somewhere, and murmured: "My friend is so kind, I don't know..." Zhan Mengbai's complexion changed, and he said: "You're wrong!" He strode to hide under the eaves, he was in such a sad and lonely mood, he really didn't want to see his old friend. The two escorts rode their horses and walked a few steps, the one on the left was still hanging his head in thought, and the one on the right said with a smile: "Brother Ximen, how can you recognize that guy who is so downcast, you must have misread it?" The person on the left shook his head and said: "If a person has such sharp eyes, he must not be an ordinary person. I just hate that I know I must have seen this person before, but I can't remember it for a while." His expression is very mighty, but his clothes are extremely gorgeous, like a dandy who is walking around. Zhan Mengbai looked at the backs of the two of them, only to hear that behind the escort car team, two riders, one tall and one short, were already calling the escort numbers. The short man called out with a powerful voice, "Wei... Zhen... Ba... Fang." The taller one had a sharp voice and shouted urgently: "The southern lion is at the west gate, the northern lion is at the east, and the two martial arts lions are powerful in all directions..." The two spoke at the same time, and closed their mouths at the same time, their voices were high and low, fast and slow, and they coordinated very beautifully, just like two musical instruments played at the same time, one string and one pipe. Zhan Mengbai sighed secretly, and quietly hid into the inn amidst the loud and clear voice, lingered outside the door for a while, and finally opened the door and entered. The morning light was twilight, and the morning sun coming in through the window made the room full of dust, Zhan Mengbai said softly: "Lingling, you are better..." Looking away, speaking suddenly, the bedding on the bed was in disarray, the window beside the bed was wide open, and the palace lady had disappeared. There were two lines of childish handwriting scattered on the paper, which unexpectedly read: "Uncle: I have troubled you for many days, and now I am going to find grandpa. I know that I may never find him, but I just hope Find a quiet place to die, no matter the sky or the earth, I will find his old man one day, uncle, what do you think?" The handwriting is naive, obviously from a young child, but the heaviness and sorrow between the words are so old, as old as an adult who has experienced vicissitudes. Zhan Mengbai's hands trembled, his heart felt like a knife was cut, his limbs were limp, and he sat down on the chair suddenly, and suddenly heard a laugh from outside the door, a tall man with a red face in brocade clothes pushed the door in, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhan Shi, after all, I I think of you, since you have arrived in Wuxi, why don't you stay in my bodyguard bureau—" Turning around and seeing Zhan Mengbai's expression, his laughter sank, and he still said, "If you have any worries in your heart As for the matter, since your father and I have been friends for decades, you should let me know, have you forgotten you, Second Uncle Ximen, since we haven't seen each other for three or two years?" In desperation, suddenly seeing such a sincere and enthusiastic father and deceased, Zhan Mengbai felt even more sad. He didn't want the tears in his eyes to be seen, so he turned his head hurriedly, but handed the paper in his hand to him. This red-faced man in brocade clothes, who is the owner of the Jiangnan branch of the "Red Lion Escort Bureau", and the Dongfang Lion from Baoding Prefecture, Hebei, are in the hands of Ximen Lion, who are collectively known as the "Double Heroes of the Martial Arts". Seeing this piece of paper, Ximen Lion's expression also changed slightly, he asked a few words briefly, and sighed: "It's only your fault why you didn't come sooner... Sigh! What's the matter now, what can I say, fortunately she A little girl can't go far alone. Brother Zhan Shi, you just follow me back to rest, and when I tell my brothers to look for it, I'm sure I'll find it." Zhan Mengbai nodded blankly, and walked out blankly, he was not good at rejecting other people's sincere kindness, not to mention the exhaustion and sadness at this moment made him lose his mind. A while ago, before entering the door, Simon Lion had already ordered the Windward Wine to be served, and Zhan Mengbai had been down and out for many days, seeing his kindness, he felt even more grateful. 酒过三巡，西门狮道：“这次我自皖南走镖回来，已不想再接生意，正好与展世兄你痛饮几日，然后——” 展梦白道：“二叔你不想再接生意，可是为了'情人箭'么？” 西门狮面色微变，长叹道：“不错……那一日我在途中遇着'崂山三雁'贺氏兄弟，才知道令尊大人的噩耗。唉！风雨飘零，老成凋谢，今后武林，便全要看展世兄你们这一辈少年英雄了。” 展梦白面色苍白，方待说话，却见一个镖伙，逡巡着自后堂走入，附在西门狮耳边，轻轻说了几句。 西门狮双目一张，厉声道：“他何时来的，是谁的主意将他留在此地？” 那镖伙道：“二爷昨夜才来，说要住在此地，镖局里谁敢说不？” 西门狮冷“哼”一声，道：“他此刻起床了么？”他为了招待展梦白，到此刻征尘未洗，连后院都未曾去过，与他同来的那个镖师，却已在净身沐浴了。 话声方了，只听大厅旁的穿廊里，有人答话道：“小弟听得大哥回来，已在饮酒，便赶来前面，还要为大哥引见一位朋友。”语声尖锐，笑声阴森，笑语之声，方自传来，展梦白神色便为之大变。 只见门帘一掀，走进来一高一矮两人，高的面如淡金，似有病容，矮的两腮无肉，目光闪缩，赫然竟是“金面天王”李冠英，“笔上生花”西门狐两人。西门狮虽是满面不愉之色，却仍然长身站起，道：“毋庸引见了，这位李兄我也认得的，却未想到李兄竟会与你同行？” 西门狐咯咯干笑道：“李兄，原来你也认得我大哥的，我这大哥对谁都好，就只对他嫡亲的弟弟，有些……” 突见李冠英面色大变，目光瞬也不瞬地望在西门狮身后，不禁随之转目望去，便赫然见到展梦白那一双锐利的眼神，心头一震，失声道：“展梦白，你……你竟然还没有死？” 展梦白冷笑一声，端坐不动，李冠英满身颤抖，道：“姓展的，你……你将她带到哪里去了？”脚步一抬，便要冲向展梦白。 西门狮面色一沉，横身挡在他面前，道：“李兄，你莫非忘了这是什么地方？” 李冠英目光赤红，大声道：“好好……姓展的小子，你有种出去么？”他为了寻找陈倩如，却不知陈倩如已死在荒林中被孙玉佛点了“死穴”，一路自杭州来到此地，突地见了展梦白，自是心神激动，不能自主。 西门狐冷笑道：“上次你逃了一命，这次你还逃得了么？”两人身形一闪，一左一右，向展梦白迫去。 西门狮伸手一拍桌子，厉声道：“住手！” 西门狐道：“大哥，你可……” 西门狮道：“谁是你的大哥，我西门狮可不配有你这样的好兄弟，你竟敢在此无礼，便请快些给我出去！” 西门狐冷笑道：“多年不见，想不到大哥你竟这般与淫贼为伍……”展梦白霍然长身而起，大步走了出去，李冠英飞步跟出，西门狮面色铁青，纵身一掠，三人一齐跃到院中。 李冠英厉喝道：“西门兄，最好你莫来多事！” 西门狮怒道：“你要怎地？” 李冠英大步走出镖局门外，回身道：“姓展的，你敢出来么？” 西门狮道：“展世兄，留步……”展梦白却也走出门外，李冠英双臂一振，左拳右掌，直击过去，西门狮横身挡了他一招，两人竟在镖局前动起手来。