Chapter 10 The ninth chapter is hidden

Shopkeeper Xie also saw this person, but he was surprised and even a little scared. Yan Shisan couldn't help asking: "Who is this person?" Shopkeeper Xie asked back: "Do you know who is the owner of this generation of Shenjian Villa?" Of course Yan Shisan knew, "It's Xie Wangsun." Shopkeeper Xie said: "The person you see now is the owner of the villa, Xie Wangsun." Xie Wangsun is not the kind of famous hero who can shake the rivers and lakes and shake the martial arts world.He is famous all over the world because he is the owner of Shenjian Villa.

Yan Shisan knew this, but he still couldn't imagine that the well-known Master Xie was so easy-going and easy-going. It seems that although he is not too old, his life has come to dusk, just like the dusk of this late autumn, there is nothing to tempt him anymore. His hands were also dry and warm.Now he was holding Yan Shisan's hand, and said with a smile, "You don't need to introduce yourself, I know you." Yan Shisan said: "But senior, you..." Xie Wangsun said: "Don't call me senior. Once you get here, you are my guest." Yan Shisan didn't argue any more, nor was he polite.

Being held by this hand, he suddenly felt a very warm feeling in his heart. But his other hand was still holding his sword tightly. Xie Wangsun said: "My home is not far ahead, we can walk there slowly." He smiled and said again: "It's really a pleasure to take a walk and chat with a person like you in such good weather." Although the setting sun has disappeared, the maple leaves on the hillside are still gorgeous. The evening wind is filled with the fragrance of dry leaves and a fragrance from distant mountains. There is a small stone path in the middle of the maple forest.

Yan Shisan suddenly felt a kind of comfort and tranquility that he had not experienced for many years.He suddenly thought of the poem: "The stone path is slanted in the cold mountain far away, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds. I like to sit in the maple forest at night when I park. The frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February." At this moment, isn't this artistic conception exactly the artistic conception of poetry?Isn't the person walking beside him the same person in the poem or painting? Xie Wangsun walked very slowly.For him, although life is very short, he is not anxious or in a hurry.

Looking from a distance, the magnificent ancient building of the Excalibur Villa can already be seen faintly. Xie Wangsun said: "This was established by my ancestors two hundred years ago, and it has not changed a bit." There was also some emotion in his voice: "But the people here have changed, and they have changed a lot." Yan Shisan listened quietly.He could hear the feeling in the old man's heart, but it was just a little feeling, not sentimental. Because he has seen through everything.People are meant to change, so why bother to be sentimental? Xie Wangsun said: "The person who built this villa is the first generation ancestor here, you probably know him too."

Of course Yan Shisan knew. Two hundred years ago, the world's famous heroes gathered in Huashan to talk about martial arts and swords, what a fascinating thing it was. What a great person he was to be respected by the world's famous heroes at that time. Xie Wangsun said: "Naturally, after the old man passed away, this place has gone through many generations. Although no one can compare with his old man, every generation of ancestors of the Xie family has had a glorious history. Something earth-shattering." He smiled, and continued: "Only me, I am just a very ordinary person, I am not worthy to be a descendant of the Xie family!"

He still smiled so calmly and comfortably: "Just because I know my ordinary and incompetent, I can instead enjoy an ordinary and quiet life." Yan Shisan could only listen.He really couldn't continue what the old man said. Xie Wangsun said: "I have two daughters and three sons. The eldest daughter married a very promising young man. It's a pity that they were too proud, so they all died early." Yan Shisan had heard about it.The eldest lady of the Xie family married the most brave and brave young swordsman in the arena at that time.They did die very early, they died on the night of the wedding night in their bridal chamber, and they were murdered in their bridal chamber.

Xie Wangsun said: "My second daughter also died very early, because she died of depression, because she fell in love with someone in her heart, who was my book boy. She didn't dare to say it, and we didn't know it, so we put it on the table. She was betrothed to another family, and she died silently before the wedding date." He sighed softly: "Actually, if she speaks out what's on her mind, we will never object. My book boy is also a good boy!" This was the first time he sighed, and it was just a helpless sigh. Not too much sadness. ——Why should people mourn for the past?Xie Wangsun said: "My eldest son is an idiot and died when he was young. My second son died in the Yin Mountain to avenge his sister and brother-in-law."

None of the ghosts in the Yinshan Mountains who plotted against Miss Xie's family survived that battle. Xie Wangsun said: "This is our family's misfortune, I have never blamed anyone." His voice was still very calm: "Everyone has his own destiny. Is it lucky? Or unlucky? I can't blame others, so over the years, I have gradually looked away!" How one can maintain peace of mind after so much misery and misfortune.For that alone, he was a remarkable man.Yan Shisan admired it very much, really admired it. Xie Wangsun said: "Now I'm really thinking about it, the cause of these misfortunes may only be because our Xie family killed too much..."

It is even more admirable to think of this.But why did he tell these things to others?This is the privacy of their own family, and they don't need to let others know. —Is he telling me these things because he has regarded me as a dead man? — Only the dead never reveal any secrets. Yan Shisan had figured this out.But he doesn't care.Because he also thought about it, and he didn't care about what others thought of him. Xie Wangsun said again: "Of course you know that I have a son named Xie Xiaofeng." Yan Shisan said: "I know." Xie Wangsun said: "He is indeed a very smart child, the aura of the Xie family seems to be completely concentrated in him."

Yan Shisan said: "I know that he defeated the famous swordsman Hua Shaokun when he was young." Xie Wangsun said: "Hua Shaokun's swordsmanship is not as high as in the legend, and he is too proud to take a ten-year-old child seriously." He continued slowly: "If one wants to learn swordsmanship, one should be sincere and righteous, and must not be too proud. Pride is the easiest to cause negligence, and any negligence can be fatal." These were indeed good words, and Yan Shisan was of course listening. Xie Wangsun smiled and said: "But my child doesn't have this kind of problem. Although he has become famous since he was young, he has never underestimated anyone." Yan Shisan couldn't help heaving a long sigh, and said, "Based on this alone, it's no wonder that he is invincible!" Xie Wangsun couldn't help but sighed again, and said, "Unfortunately, this is also his misfortune." Yan Shisan said: "Why?" Xie Wangsun said: "Because he never underestimated anyone, he will do his best when facing the enemy." He didn't say any more, Yan Shisan already understood what he meant. ——If a person must do his best when confronting an enemy, the sword will definitely hurt someone. He had known for a long time that the third young master never lived under the sword. Xie Wangsun sighed again, and said, "The biggest mistake in his life was that he was too murderous." Yan Shisan said: "It's not his fault!" Xie Wangsun said: "No?" Yan Shisan said: "Maybe he didn't want to kill people. He killed people because he had no choice." ——If you don’t kill me, I will kill you. Yan Shisan also sighed, and said: "When a person enters the rivers and lakes, sometimes he can't help himself in doing many things, even killing people!" Xie Wangsun looked at him for a long time, and said slowly: "Unexpectedly, you know him very well." Yan Shisan said: "Because I also kill people!" Xie Wangsun said: "Do you really want to kill him too?" Yan Shisan said: "Yes!" Xie Wangsun said: "You are very honest." Yan Shisan said: "Those who kill must be honest, those who are dishonest usually die by the sword of others." ——Those who learn swordsmanship must be sincere and upright, the principle is the same. Xie Wangsun looked at him, with a strange expression in his eyes, and suddenly said: "Okay, come with me." Yan Shisan said: "Thank you!" Thank you, this is a very common sentence.At this moment, he would actually say this sentence? Why should he thank you?Is it because the old man knows him well, or is it because the old man is willing to take him to die? He was sent to die. night. As night fell, the lights in the Excalibur Villa were lit up one after another. They entered a room off the hall.The hall was brightly lit, but the light in this room was dim and dim. Everything in the room was covered with a black scarf, making it look even more gloomy and desolate. Why doesn't Xie Wangsun receive distinguished guests in the hall?Why bring him here?Yan Shisan didn't ask, and there was no need to ask. Xie Wangsun has already lifted a piece of black cloth, revealing a plaque with five golden words: "The best sword in the world." Xie Wangsun said: "Since ancient times, no one in the world has ever received an honor. The descendants of the Xie family have always cherished it and are ashamed." Yan Shisan said, "Ashamed?" Xie Wangsun said: "Because since the old man passed away, none of the descendants of the Xie family can match these five words." Yan Shisan said: "But now it is recognized in the world that there is one person who is worthy of these five words!" only one person. The third young master of the Xie family. Xie Wangsun said: "So the sword that his old man used in Huashan back then has also been passed on to him now." He also emphasized: "The sword has not been used for many years, and it has only been passed to him until now." Yan Shisan understood. Who is worthy to wield that sword but "he"? Xie Wangsun said: "Do you want to see this sword?" Yan Shisan said: "I want to, really want to." Another piece of black cloth was lifted, revealing a wooden frame. There is a sword on the wooden stand.The scabbard is black, although it is old, it is still well preserved. The apricot-yellow fringe of the sword has faded, but the quaint tsuba is still shining. Xie Wangsun stood quietly in front of the sword, as if he was facing the most respected god in his heart. Yan Shisan felt the same way.His mood is even more pious than that of Xie Wangsun, because he knows that only this sword in the world can kill him! Xie Wangsun suddenly said: "This is not a sharp weapon made by a famous teacher, nor is it an ancient sword." Yan Shisan said: "This is a famous sword unparalleled in the world." Xie Wangsun admitted: "Indeed." Yan Shisan said: "It's just that what I really want to see is not this sword." Xie Wangsun said: "I know!" Yan Shisan said: "What I want to see is the owner of this sword, the current owner." Xie Wangsun said: "Now you are facing him." What Yan Shisan was facing was the wooden stand for the sword.Behind the wooden frame was something covered with a black cloth, a long, square thing. Yan Shisan suddenly felt an indescribable chill in his heart, from the heart to the soles of his feet.He had sensed something ominous.He wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to ask.He couldn't even believe it, didn't want to believe it, he just hoped the feeling was wrong. Unfortunately he was not wrong.The black cloth was lifted up, revealing a coffin. On the brand new coffin, there seemed to be eight or nine characters. Yan Shisan only saw three words: "Xie Xiaofeng..." Although the lights in the hall were still brilliant, no matter how brilliant the lights were, they could no longer illuminate Yan Shisan's heart.Because the brilliance in his heart has disappeared. The brilliance of the sword has disappeared—— The only sword that can kill him! "Xiaofeng has been dead for seventeen days." Of course he did not die under Cao Bingjian, no one can defeat him!Absolutely no one. The only thing that can defeat him is fate! ——Everyone has his own destiny, perhaps because his life is too brilliant, so it is short. His death was sudden but peaceful.Although there were tears in the old man's eyes, his voice was still very calm! "I'm not very sad, because he has lived enough in this life, his life has value, and he has died without regret." He suddenly asked Yan Shisan: "Do you want to live a life in silence, or would you rather live like him for three years?" Yan Shisan didn't answer, and there was no need to answer. ——Are you willing to be a shooting star? Still willing to make candles? ——Although the light of a shooting star is short-lived, how can thousands of candles be able to match the incomparable brilliance and beauty? Although the hall was brightly lit, Yan Shisan would rather go into the darkness. There was boundless darkness among the distant mountains. Yan Shisan suddenly said: "The things you told me just now are not because you have treated me as a dead person." Of course not. The third young master is dead, how could he die? Yan Shisan suddenly turned back, faced Xie Wangsun, and said, "Why did you tell me those things?" Xie Wangsun said lightly: "Because I know you are here to die!" Yan Shisan said: "You know?" Xie Wangsun said: "I can see your admiration and respect for Xiaofeng, you already know that you have no chance of defeating him." Yan Shisan said: "But sending someone to die is not something worthy of respect!" Xie Wangsun said: "Yes!" He was laughing, but his smile was a little desolate: "At least I respect you, because I never have such courage, I am just an ordinary person, and I am old..." His voice became lower and lower, and it was as low as a sigh. The autumn wind is also low as a sigh. At this moment, a person suddenly appeared in the darkness with a sword! One person, one sword.The movement of the man is as vigorous as an eagle, and the sprint of the sword is as swift as electricity. This person appeared behind Xie Wangsun, and the sword pierced straight into his back. When Yan Shisan saw it, it was too late to defend him. Xie Wangsun himself didn't seem to feel it at all, he just sighed and bent down to pick up a dead leaf. His movements are slow.He went to pick up this dead leaf, as if it was just because of the feeling in his heart. His life was like this dead leaf, withered and withered, but he happened to avoid this lightning-like sword. At this moment, Jian Guangming had already stabbed in the back of his heart, but happened to be pierced in the air.The interval between them is just one shot. The person rushing over had already used all his strength, and it was too late to stop, but the whole person turned over from his back, and the sword in his hand turned into Yan Shisan who was stabbing at the opposite side of them. The remaining power of this sword is still there, and it still has the power to stab people to death. Yan Shisan had to fight back.His sword was out of its sheath, and the light of the sword flashed. This person turned over in the air and landed seven feet away, his ashen face was still drunk. "Cao Bing!" Yan Shisan cried out, with three parts surprise and seven parts regret in his voice. Cao Bing looked at him, his eyes were full of surprise and fear, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. Suddenly a stream of blood gushed out of his throat, and then he fell down. The autumn wind is still sighing. Xie Wangsun slowly picked up the dead leaf and stared at it quietly, as if he hadn't noticed what happened just now. At this moment, one person's life has withered like a dead leaf.Konoha's life is short, but it will regenerate next year. What about people? Xie Wangsun bent down slowly again, and gently put the dead leaf on the ground.Yan Shisan has been looking at him with eyes full of admiration and respect.It wasn't until now that he realized that this old man was the real hidden master.His martial arts has reached the peak, he has been completely perfected, and he has become one with the great nature.So no one can see it. ——When the severe cold comes, you can't see its power, but it turns water into ice invisibly and freezes people to death. "I'm just an ordinary person..." How did his "ordinary" come from being extraordinary? How many people in the world can achieve the word "ordinary"? Yan Shisan didn't say anything.Although he has seen many things now, he has not said anything. He has learned to be silent for a long time. Xie Wangsun also only said a word: "The night is very deep, you should go." Yan Shisan said: "Yes."