Chapter 5 The fourth round of deer cutting knife

Now her eyes were bright like lamps, she kept staring at Xiao Shishilang, and suddenly said: "Don't you want to hear the story about that knife?" Xiao Shishilang said: "I don't want to hear it anymore." Feng Siniang endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "Why don't you want to listen?" Xiao Shishilang said with a straight face: "Because if I want to hear it, you won't say it. If I don't want to hear it, you may not be able to help but tell me." Before he finished speaking, Feng Siniang couldn't help laughing, and scolded: "You, you are such a ghost... People often say that I am a female monster, but I, a female monster, did not meet you. There's a solution."

Xiao Shishilang only drank by himself and didn't answer. He knew that he must not answer now, and if he answered Feng Siniang might refuse to speak again. Feng Siniang could only continue talking by herself, and said: "Actually, whether you want to hear it or not, I will tell you, that knife is called 'Deer Cutting Knife'!" Xiao Shishilang said: "Knife for cutting deer?" Feng Siniang said: "That's right, the Deer Cutting Knife!" Xiao Shishilang said: "This name is very novel, why have I never heard of it before?" Feng Siniang said: "Because this knife has been out of the oven for less than half a year."

Xiao Shishilang frowned and said, "A newly cast knife can actually cut off an ancient sharp weapon? Can the person who made the knife be as powerful as those master craftsmen in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period?" Feng Siniang didn't answer first, but asked instead: "After Gan Jiang, Mo Xie, Ou Yezi and other masters, there is another master of sword and iron who has never been born, do you know who it is?" Xiao Shishilang said: "Could it be Mrs. Xu?" Feng Siniang said with a smile: "That's right, I don't see that you are really knowledgeable."

Mrs. Xu is not a woman, she just has a surname of "Xu" and a given name of "Madame". The sword Jingke used to assassinate the King of Qin was made by Mrs. Xu. Xiao Shishilang's eyes flickered, and he suddenly asked, "Could it be that the deer-cutting knife was made by Master Xu Luzi?" Feng Siniang said in surprise, "You know that too?" Xiao Shishilang smiled and said: "Xu Luzi is the descendant of Mrs. Xu. You suddenly mentioned Mrs. Xu at this moment, so it must have something to do with that 'deer cutting knife'." Feng Siniang couldn't help showing admiration in her eyes, and said: "That's right, that 'Deer Cutting Knife' was indeed forged by Master Xu. For this knife, he almost exhausted his whole life. The meaning of the word is: "Qin loses its deer, and the whole world chases after it. Only the winner gets the deer and cuts it." What he means is that only the number one hero in the world can get this deer-cutting knife! You can imagine the pride of holding a knife."

Xiao Shishilang's eyes lit up, and he asked anxiously, "Of course you have seen that knife before." Feng Siniang closed her eyes, sighed a long time, and said, "That is indeed a precious sword! When 'Chixia' met it, it was like turning into scrap iron." Xiao Shishilang raised his head and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, clapping the table and said: "Such a precious sword, I don't know if I'm destined to see it!" Feng Siniang's eyes flickered, and she said, "Of course you have a chance to meet." Xiao Shishilang sighed: "Master Xu and I are strangers, how could he show such a precious sword so easily?"

Feng Siniang said: "This knife is no longer in Xu Luzi's hands." Xiao Shishilang moved, "Where is it?" Feng Siniang said leisurely: "I don't know either." Xiao Shishilang was really stunned this time. He picked up the wine glass, put it down again, got up and circled around, sat down again, picked up a piece of beef, but forgot to put it in his mouth. Feng Siniang chuckled, and said: "Unexpectedly, I also made you anxious, after all, young people can't hold their breath." Xiao Shishilang blinked and said, "You say I'm a young man? I remember you are two years younger than me."

Feng Siniang laughed and scolded: "Little devil, don't flatter me. I'm five years, four months and three days older than you. You should obediently call me big sister." Xiao Shishilang said with a wry smile: "Eldest sister, you really remember it very clearly." Feng Siniang said: "Little brother, hurry up and pour a glass of wine for eldest sister." Xiao Shishilang said: "Yes, yes, pour wine! Pour wine!" Feng Siniang watched him finish pouring the wine, then smiled and said: "Hey—this is my good little brother." Although she was laughing, she couldn't help showing a desolate and sad look in her eyes, as if she was about to shed tears, she raised her head and drank the wine in the glass before slowly saying: "The deer-cutting knife is already in the mouth. It's off the road."

Xiao Shishilang was so nervous that he almost spilled all the wine on the table, and asked, "Is there anyone protecting the knife along the way?" Feng Siniang said: "How can there be no one to escort such a precious sword?" Xiao Shishilang said: "Who is guarding the sword and entering the customs?" Feng Siniang said: "Zhao Wuji..." As soon as she uttered the name, Xiao Shishilang was already moved, and interrupted: "Is this Zhao Wuji the head of the Xiantian Wuji sect?" Feng Siniang said: "Who is it?" Xiao Shishilang was silent for a while, then nodded slowly, as if he had a plan in mind.

Feng Siniang kept staring at him, paying attention to the changes in his face, and then said: "In addition to Zhao Wuji, there is also Tu Xiaotian, the 'Kandong Hero', the only remaining master of the Hainan Sword School, 'Hai Lingzi'... ..." Xiao Shishilang smiled wryly: "That's enough, just these three people are enough." Feng Siniang sighed: "But they thought it wasn't enough, so they invited Sikong Shu, the 'one-armed eagle king' who once swept the Tianshan Mountains with one arm and killed eight bandits with one palm." Xiao Shishilang stopped talking.

Feng Siniang still stared at him, and said: "With these four people guarding the sword and entering the customs, I'm afraid no one will dare to take the sword in today's world." Xiao Shishilang suddenly burst out laughing, and said, "After all, you wanted to provoke me to grab the knife for you." Feng Siniang's eyes fluttered, and she said, "Don't you dare?" Xiao Shishilang said with a smile: "I'll take the knife for you, the knife is yours, and I'm still in vain." Feng Siniang bit her lip and said, "They entered the customs with their swords guarded, do you know why?"

Xiao Shishilang shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't know, and I don't want to know, anyway, they don't want to give me the knife." Feng Siniang said: "Even if you don't dare to take the knife, don't you want to see it?" Xiao Shishilang said, "I don't want to." Feng Siniang said: "Why?" Xiao Shishilang said with a smile: "If I see that knife, I will inevitably be moved. If my heart is moved, I will inevitably want to grab the knife. If I can't get it, I will inevitably die." Feng Siniang said: "If you can get it?" Xiao Shishilang sighed, and said: "If you get it, you will inevitably ask me for it. Although I am reluctant, I am too embarrassed not to give it to you, so it is better not to look at it." Feng Siniang stomped her feet and stood up, bitterly said: "It turns out that you are so worthless, I really misjudged you. Okay! If you don't go, I will go alone. Without you, I will die." Xiao Shishilang smiled wryly, "I don't know how long it will take to change your temper of wanting something good when you see it." This town is not big, but it is very prosperous, because it is the only way to enter the Central Plains from outside the customs. The merchants, fur dealers, and horse dealers from Changbai Guandong, and the gold diggers from Damo Saibei, Huja... almost always rests for a night or two when passing this place. Because of the extravagance of these people, the deformed prosperity of this place has been caused. This place is famous for two things. The first thing is "eating" - there are very few men in the world who don't like food, and there are all kinds of food here to satisfy all kinds of men's tastes. The hot-boiled mutton here is even better and tender than that in Beijing; the blindly braised lion head made by "Wufulou" at the end of the street will never be worse than that made by "Kuiyuanyu" Xiaomapi in Hangzhou. Even the pickiest gluttonous eaters should be able to feast here. The second thing is naturally women - there are fewer men in the world who don't like women. There are all kinds of women here, who can adapt to the requirements of various men. There are only two "scenic spots" in one place, although it is not a lot, but these two things are enough to hold back most men. "Endeyuan" is a halal restaurant. The owner Ma Huihui can not only cook a cow into 108 different dishes, but also is one of the best wrestlers outside the customs. The facade of Endeyuan is not big, and the decoration is not elegant, but the horse Huihui standing at the door with a wide belt around its waist, a bald head, and its chest upright is a living sign. Yuan Lai and Ma Hui Hui had a drink or two, as if feeling a little uninterested. On normal days, Ma Huihui's face was flushed and full of energy, but today Ma Huihui seemed even more happy. Before dusk, Ma Huihui would come out of the door from time to time, staring at the way he came, as if waiting for some distinguished guest. Around Xu time, a black-painted carriage appeared at the end of the road, with four horses galloping abreast, coming very fast, and it did not slow down on this road with a lot of pedestrians. They are all well-trained horses, so although the horses and chariots are running fast, there is no trouble. Although there are many carriages and horses coming and going on this road, it is still very rare to see such an imposing giant carriage. While dodging to the side of the road, everyone can't help but take a few more glances.Hearing a long neigh of the healthy horse, and a lift of the reins of the carriage, the carriage and horses had just stopped at the gate of "Endeyuan", when the horse Huihui rushed out to meet him, and opened the carriage door with a smile on his face. The onlookers couldn't help wondering, although Ma Huihui was a businessman, he was always unwilling to underestimate his worth, why did he show such respect to the people in the carriage today? The first person to get out of the carriage was a middle-aged man with a white face and a slight beard. He often wore a smile on his round face. He was wearing a well-cut blue satin robe with tufted flowers that fit him well. He had a gentle and gentle attitude. Come here is like a prince and grandson who travels in micro-service. Ma Huihui clasped his fists together and said with a smile, "Hero Zhao has worked hard from afar, please sit inside." The middle-aged man also clasped his fists with a smile and said: "The manager of the horse is too polite, please, please." After hearing Ma Huihui's address, the veterans standing on the side of the road had vaguely guessed who this middle-aged man was, and their eyes widened even further! Could this person be the head of "Xiantian Wuji", Zhao Wuji who is famous all over the world with his Xiantian Wuji true energy and eighty-one Wuji sword? So who will be the second person to get out of the car? The second person to get out of the car was a white-haired old man, dressed very plainly, just a gray cotton jacket, high-waisted white socks tied outside the gray cotton trousers, and holding a dry pipe in his hand. He is a rustic country old man, but his eyes are flashing, and between looking around, he is intimidating. Ma Huihui bent down and smiled apologetically, "Old Man Tu, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your body is getting stronger and stronger." The old man laughed, and said with a smile: "It's not all thanks to my friends." This old man's surname is Tu. Could it be that he has lived in Guandong Chui for forty years, and the dry pipe in his hand specializes in hitting the thirty-six major acupoints and seventy-two minor acupoints.With these two people on the carriage, would the third person still be weak? The whispers on the side of the road became more interesting. The third person to get out of the car was a tall and thin Taoist with a eagle nose and high forehead. Although he is a monk, his clothes are very gorgeous. There are gold threads on the maroon robe, a green sharkskin sheath on his back, and a strange-shaped long sword with a cat's eye inlaid on the golden mouth.A pair of triangular eyes turned up slightly, as if they never put anyone in their eyes. Ma Huihui's smile was more respectful, and he bowed and said, "The younger generation has long admired the reputation of Haidao Priest, and it is really lucky to meet you today." The old man didn't even look at him, just nodded and said: "It's easy to say, easy to say." Kaido!Could it be Hai Lingzi? The swordsmanship of the Hainan School is known for its quickness and cunning, and the swordsmen of the Hainan School are also somewhat strange, and they have never been willing to deal with other schools. Seven years ago, the "Battle of Coconut Coconut Island" shocked the martial arts world. Although the master of Coconut Coconut Island and his thirteen disciples all died under the sword of the Hainan School, the nine masters of the Hainan School also died so that only Hai Lingzi was left. After this battle, Hai Lingzi became more famous and his eyes grew taller. How could he get together with Zhao Wuji and Tu Xiaotian today? The strangest thing was that after getting out of the car, these three people did not walk into the store door, but stood by the car door, waiting for the fourth person to come down. After a long time, the next person slowly walked out of the car. As soon as the man stepped out of the car door, everyone couldn't help being surprised. This man looks really weird. He is less than five feet tall, but his head is as big as a bat, his hair is disheveled, his thick eyebrows are almost connected into a line, his left eye is shining bright like a star; his right eye is dead gray, like a dead man. The eyes of the fish, and the mouth protruding from the grass-like white beard, were as bright red as blood. His right arm was broken off at the shoulder, and the remaining left arm grew even more terrifyingly, hanging down so that he could almost touch his own toes. He was also carrying a rectangular yellow cloth bundle in his hand. This time Ma Huihui didn't even dare to lift his head, and said with a smile: "I heard that the old man is coming, and the disciple specially chose a bull..." The one-armed man nodded lazily, and said, "A bull is better than a cow, but I don't know whether it is dead or alive?" Ma Hui smiled and said: "Of course it's alive, I'm saving it for the old-timers to try." The one-armed man laughed loudly and said, "Very good, very good, your grandson finally knows how to respect me." He actually regarded Ma Huihui as his grandson, and Ma Huihui seemed a little flattered. He didn't know the origin of this one-armed man, so he felt a little bit aggrieved for Ma Huihui in his heart. But some people have already guessed the origin of this one-armed man, and they are happy for Ma Huihui in their hearts-it is not easy for someone to be regarded as a grandson by the "One-armed Eagle King". Behind the "Ende Yuan", there is a small courtyard specially reserved for entertaining distinguished guests. There is a rockery in the courtyard, and there are several big trees beside the rockery. A bull is tied to a tree. This ox is really big, and its horns are sharp and sharp, like two knives. The yellow cloth bundle in the hands of the One-armed Eagle King was hidden somewhere, and he was circling around the cow at the moment, tsk-tsk, and kept saying: "Very good, very good..." Tu Xiaotian smiled and said: "Brother Sikong is satisfied, why don't you take action?" The One-armed Eagle King chuckled and said, "You old man, you want to see my tricks again, don't you?" He suddenly waved his one arm in front of the bull, and the bull was startled suddenly. As soon as he lowered his head, two sharp knife-like horns hit the one-armed Eagle King's stomach. The One-Armed Eagle King shouted loudly, "Well done!" During the sound of drinking, his body flashed, somehow he got under the belly of the cow, and he reached up with one hand, and he actually penetrated into the belly of the cow alive. The bull was in pain, jumped up like a projectile, broke the rope, and rushed forward, the bright red blood splashed all the way, and hit the wall with a "bang". A hole was knocked open in the wall, half of the bull's body was embedded in it, and it struggled frantically for a long while, the blood had run out, and finally it couldn't move. Looking at a live ox heart, it was already in the hands of the One-armed Eagle King. He opened his mouth with a big laugh, and swallowed a ox heart as big as a bowl in one gulp, chewing loudly. That voice was really chilling. Hai Lingzi frowned, turned his head away and didn't want to look any further. The One-armed Eagle King tsk-tsk said with a strange smile: "You don't have to frown, it's up to you, if you want to eat a heart like this, I'm afraid it's not easy, you have to practice hard for at least ten or eight years. Eagle Claw Power." An angry look appeared on Hai Lingzi's green face, and he said coldly, "I don't need to practice eagle claw strength." The one-armed Eagle King stared, and said: "You don't need to practice, don't you look down on my old man's eagle claw strength?" He had already grabbed Hai Lingzi with a bloody hand. Hai Lingzi turned over and stepped back eight feet, his face turned pale with fright. The one-armed Eagle King looked up and laughed loudly: "Little miscellaneous hair, you don't need to be afraid. My old man is just scaring you for fun. I am friends with your old mischievous master. How can I bully you, a child." Hai Lingzi lived to be in his fifties, and he never thought that someone would call him a "little boy". His hands were shaking with anger, but he didn't have the courage to draw his sword. The one-armed Eagle King pierces the belly of the cow with his hand, and steals the heart of the cow with his claws. His ruthlessness, accuracy, and quickness really make people lose their courage. We have reached the seventh course. Ma Huihui's craftsmanship is really good. He can cook beef as tender as chicken, fat duck, game, and sometimes even as tender as tofu. He can cook beef like anything but not beef. When it was the eighth course, Ma Huihui brought it up himself, and said with a smile: "Although the food is not good, the wine is not bad. Seniors, please drink two more glasses." The One-armed Eagle King suddenly slapped the table and said loudly, "Alcohol is not good either." Ma Hui was stunned. Fortunately, Zhao Wuji laughed and said: "Although the wine is good wine, if there is no red sleeve to add wine, the taste of the wine will be weak." The one-armed Eagle King Zhanyan laughed and said, "That's right. After all, you have studied for a few days and know that the word 'wine' is inseparable from the word 'color'." Ma Huihui also smiled, and said: "The younger generation has actually thought of this, I'm afraid the vulgar makeup here will not be able to catch the eyes of the seniors." The One-Armed Eagle King frowned and said, "I heard that the women here are very famous. Is there not even one outstanding one?" Ma Huihui pondered and said: "There is one outstanding one, but there is only one..." The One-Armed Eagle King patted the table again, and said: "One is enough, this old bastard is a monk, Zao Wou-ki is famous for being afraid of his wife, old man Tu already has more than enough energy, you don't need to worry about them." Tu Xiaotian smiled and said: "That's right, you just need to find one for Senior Sikong, I'm such a bad old man, I just want to watch from the sidelines. For older people, just watching is already very satisfying." Zhao Wuji smiled and said: "People who are afraid of their wives, it's better not to even look at it. But if I don't look at it, I really don't want to leave. Shopkeeper Ma, I'll trouble you to take a walk." Ma Hui replied: "The younger generation will look for it right away, but..." The one-armed Eagle King stared and said, "What's the matter?" Ma Hui smiled and said: "That girl is famous for her airs, so she might not be able to find her if she looks for it." The One-Armed Eagle King laughed and said, "That's okay, I just like women with big airs, and women with big airs must be different, otherwise how could she be so airy?" Ma Hui replied with a smile: "Since that's the case, please wait a moment, senior..." The One-armed Eagle King said: "It doesn't matter if you wait too long. Although my father can't wait for other things, I have the patience to wait for women."