Chapter 29 The twenty-eighth turn back through hundreds of battles

Murong Qiudi is also a very smart person, and he quickly figured out this truth.But she still doesn't understand. She didn't understand why Hua Shaokun didn't use gold sticks, silver sticks, or iron sticks, but chose a wooden stick that would break when cut? The sun was up, and the sword's edge shone brightly in the sun, even brighter than the sun, it seemed. Hua Shaokun had stood up, took one last look at his wife, and strode towards Xie Xiaofeng. Xie Xiaofeng stood there quietly, waiting for him, with no expression on his face, completely indifferent to everything that happened just now.To become an excellent swordsman, the first condition is to be ruthless and ruthless.

Especially before the decisive battle, you can't let anything affect your emotions. ——Even if your wife is sleeping with another man next to you, you have to pretend not to see it. This is a famous saying that has been widely circulated among swordsmen, and no one knows who said it.But everyone admits that it makes sense, and those who can do this can live longer than others. Xie Xiaofeng seems to have achieved this.Hua Shaokun looked at him with respect in his eyes. Xie Xiaofeng was looking at the wooden stick in his hand, and suddenly said: "This is a good weapon." Hua Shaokun said: "Yes."

Xie Xiaofeng said: "Please." Hua Shaokun nodded, the wooden stick in his hand had been swung out, and three moves had been made in an instant. These three moves are chained, changing rapidly and ingeniously, but there is no sword move. Murong Qiudi sighed inwardly, she could see that Xie Xiaofeng could break the stick with just one move. Unexpectedly, he didn't use the move she imagined, but only used the spine of his sword to catch Hua Shaokun's hand. Murong Qiudi's eyes lit up. She didn't know why Hua Shaokun used a wooden stick until now. Because he knew that Xie Xiaofeng would never use a sword to cut his wooden stick, and the third young master of the Xie family would never take advantage of such a weapon.

Since he refused to use his sword to cut his wooden stick, he would be restrained instead. Therefore, Hua Shaokun's choice of wooden sticks as weapons is far smarter than anyone imagined. Murong Qiudi couldn't help smiling, walked over to hold Xie Fenghuang's cold hand, and said softly: "Don't worry, Mr. Hua will never lose this time." In a battle between masters, the outcome can often be decided in one move, but the one move that determines the outcome is not necessarily the first move, it may be dozens or hundreds of moves. Now they had fought fifty moves, Hua Shaokun had attacked thirty-seven moves, Xie Xiaofeng had only returned thirteen moves.

Because his sword edge had to avoid Hua Shaokun's wooden stick at any time. ——As a swordsman, the greatest goal is to win, and he will use any means to achieve this goal. Xie Xiaofeng did not do this because he was too proud. "The arrogant must be defeated." Thinking of this sentence, Murong Qiudi felt even happier. At this moment, there was only a sound of "pa", the wooden stick hit the sword spine, and Xie Xiaofeng's sword was shaken like a rainbow soaring into the sky fly up. Xie Xiaofeng took half a step back, and actually said three words that he had never said in his life: "I am defeated!" After saying these three words, he turned around and walked up the hill without looking back.Hua Shaokun neither blocked nor pursued, and it was shopkeeper Xie who chased after him.

Wawa also wanted to catch up, but Murong Qiudi held her back and said softly: "You go back with me, don't forget that there is someone waiting for you to take care of him." At this moment, the flying long sword had landed beside Xie Fenghuang. The blade pierced the ground with the hilt facing up. She could pull the sword out as long as she stretched out her hand, as if someone sent it back specially. Xie Xiaofeng's people were gone, but Hua Shaokun was still standing there motionless. He defeated the unparalleled Xie Xiaofeng in the first battle, and let out a mouthful of grievances that had accumulated for twenty years, but there was no brilliance of victory on his face, instead he looked indescribably depressed.

After a long time, he walked back slowly, with heavy steps as if dragging an invisible chain. Xie Fenghuang neither cheered for him, nor pulled out the sword from the ground, but walked over silently and held his hand. She knew his husband and why he was so depressed after the victory. Hua Shaokun asked suddenly: "You don't want that sword anymore?" Xie Fenghuang said: "That belongs to the Xie family, but I am no longer from the Xie family." Hua Shaokun looked at her with tenderness and gratitude in his eyes. After a long time, he suddenly turned around and gave Murong Qiudi a long bow, and said, "I want to ask Madam something."

Murong Qiudi said: "But please tell me." Hua Shaokun said: "I wonder if Madam can erect a stone monument next to this sword for me?" Murong Qiudi said: "Stone tablet? What kind of stone tablet?" Hua Shaokun said: "It is said on the stele that this is the sword of the third young master. If anyone dares to pull it out and keep it for his own use, Hua Shaokun must go after it, not only the sword, but also the head on his neck. , even if you want to travel all over the world, you will not hesitate." Why would he do this for his enemies? Murong Qiudi didn't ask, and didn't feel it was strange, and immediately agreed: "I'll ask someone to carve a stele, and it won't take half a day to complete it, but..."

Hua Shaokun said: "How is it?" Murong Qiudi said: "What if some urchins pass by here and pull out the sword? They don't recognize the third young master, nor Mr. Hua, and they don't even know the words, what should we do?" She knew that Hua Shaokun didn't think of this, so she said her own method: "I can build a sword pavilion here, and then ask people to take turns guarding it here day and night. I don't know if Mr. Hua thinks it is appropriate?" This is the most thorough and perfect method. What else can Hua Shaokun say besides being grateful?

Murong Qiudi sighed quietly again, and said: "Sometimes I really can't figure it out, no matter how he treats others, others treat him very well." Hua Shaokun pondered, and slowly said: "Maybe it's just because he is Xie Xiaofeng." Behind the hillside is a maple forest, the maple leaves are as red as fire. Xie Xiaofeng found a rock and sat down, and the shopkeeper Xie also arrived, neither sweating nor panting.After working as a shopkeeper in a hotel for decades, no matter who you are, you will become very good at acting, but no matter who you are, you will sometimes forget to act.

Until now, Xie Xiaofeng realized that he had never really understood this person. He couldn't help but ask himself in his heart - who did I really know? Murong Qiudi? Hua Shaokun? Shopkeeper Xie sighed and said: "I watched you grow up, but until now I realized that I don't know what kind of person you are, and I don't understand everything you do. " Xie Xiaofeng didn't tell him that this was what he wanted to say in his heart, but asked lightly: "What don't you understand?" Shopkeeper Xie stared at him and asked back, "Are you really defeated?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "Failure is defeat, true and false are the same." Shopkeeper Xie said, "An aunt is an aunt, no matter who she marries." Xie Xiaofeng said: "You just need to understand!" Shopkeeper Xie sighed, and said with a wry smile: "It's not good to understand, it's better to be confused!" Xie Xiaofeng obviously didn't want to continue discussing this matter, so he immediately changed the subject and asked, "How did you come here?" Shopkeeper Xie said: "I heard that you were here, so I rushed here non-stop. Before I found you, Miss Murong had already found me." Xie Xiaofeng said: "And then?" Shopkeeper Xie said: "Then she took me to the small inn at the foot of the hill. When she went to see you, she told us to wait outside. Of course we didn't dare to break in casually." Xie Xiaofeng said coldly: "Aren't you afraid to go in and disturb our good business?" Shopkeeper Xie smiled wryly, and said, "No matter what, your relationship is always special than others." Xie Xiaofeng sneered, stood up suddenly, and said: "Now that you have seen me, you can go back." Xie shopkeeper said: "Aren't you going back?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "Even if I really want to go back, I don't need you to lead the way." Shopkeeper Xie stared at him and said, "Why don't you go back? Is there any difficulty in your heart that you can't tell others?" Xie Xiaofeng was ready to leave. Shopkeeper Xie said, "Where do you want to go? Do you still want to wander around and torture yourself like in the past?" Xie Xiaofeng ignored him at all. Shopkeeper Xie jumped up suddenly and said loudly: "I don't want to meddle in your affairs, but there is one thing that you must never ignore." Xie Xiaofeng finally glanced at him and asked, "What's the matter?" Shopkeeper Xie said, "You can't let your son marry a prostitute." Xie Xiaofeng's pupils constricted: "Whore?" Shopkeeper Xie said, "I know that brother and sister Miaozi are your friends, and I know they are good people, but..." Xie Xiaofeng interrupted him: "How do you know these things?" Before Shopkeeper Xie spoke, someone outside Fenglin said, "I told him." The person was outside the maple forest, the voice was still far away, Xie Xiaofeng had rushed out like an arrow, and grabbed the person's hand. The cold hands are like poisonous snakes—is Zhuyeqing the most poisonous snake? Xie Xiaofeng sneered, "Are you still alive?" Zhuyeqing smiled and said: "Good people don't live long, I'm not a good person." Xie Xiaofeng said: "Do you want to die?" Zhuyeqing said: "I don't want to." Xie Xiaofeng said: "Then you'd better go away quickly, and never let me see you again." Zhu Yeqing said: "I was about to leave, but I have to hurry up to give it to you if I have a gift!" Xie Xiaofeng's pupils shrank again: "What ceremony?" Zhu Yeqing said: "Of course it's the wedding of that Miaozi girl and her younger brother. Since Mrs. Murong is the officiant and Youlong Swordsman and his wife are matchmakers, I must give this gift." He smiled and asked again: "Is the third young master also interested in giving a gift?" Xie Xiaofeng's hands had also become cold. Zhu Yeqing said: "Madam is sorry for the lonely life of that Miaozi girl, and also knows that she is also someone whom the third young master appreciates and pities, so she decides to betroth her to the younger brother." Xie Xiaofeng's hands were clenched suddenly, and Zhuyeqing's face immediately broke out in cold sweat, and he immediately changed his words: "But I know that the third young master will definitely not agree to this marriage." He lowered his voice: "It's just that my younger brother is also born with a stubborn temper. If someone must not allow him to do something, he may insist on doing it instead. Therefore, if the third young master wants to solve this problem, the best way is to get rid of the fire." There is a kind of person who seems to be born to solve problems for others, and Zhuyeqing is undoubtedly this kind of person. Without firewood, whatever is cooked in the cauldron will not be cooked, and without a bride, of course there will be no marriage. The clenched hands have been relaxed, and Xie Xiaofeng is already asking: "Where are their people?" Zhuyeqing exhaled, and said: "Although everyone knows that there is such a big boss in the city, not many people have seen him, and even fewer know where he lives." Xie Xiaofeng said: "You know?" Zhuyeqing smiled again and said, "Fortunately, I know." Xie Xiaofeng said, "Where do they live?" Zhu Yeqing said: "Qiu Er, Shan Yifei, and Youlong Swordsman and his wife are also there, they are all in favor of this marriage, and they will not let anyone take the bride away." He smiled and said again: "Fortunately, they are all very tired. They must go to bed early tonight. At night, if there is someone like me leading the way, it will be very convenient for the third young master to take whoever he wants." Xie Xiaofeng stared at him, and said coldly: "Why are you so enthusiastic about this matter?" Zhuyeqing sighed, and said: "That Miaozi girl must have a bad impression of me, and my younger brother is my wife's only son. If this marriage is successful, I'm afraid I won't have a good life in the future." He looked at Xie Xiaofeng's wound: "But I'm living a pretty good life now. I know where there are good doctors and where there is good wine in this city." night. Hua Shaokun quietly got up from the bed and quietly opened the door and went out.Xie Fenghuang didn't fall asleep, and he didn't stop him, asking where he was going.She understood his mood, and she knew that he must want to go outside for a walk alone.In recent years, although they have rarely slept together like today, every time he can make her feel satisfied and happy, especially today, his tenderness to her is like newly married. He is indeed a good husband and has fulfilled his responsibilities. For an old man in his sixties, this is not easy. Seeing his tall and strong back walking out, she was full of tenderness in her heart, and she only hoped that she could also fulfill her responsibilities as a wife, so that he could live a few more years, live a happy and peaceful life, forget all the grievances in the rivers and lakes, Forget Xie Xiaofeng, forget the battle on the hillside. She hoped he could forget it when he came back, and she didn't want to think too much about it herself. Then she fell asleep in a haze, and fell asleep for a long time, and Hua Shaokun hadn't come back yet. The vast garden is quiet and dark.Hua Shaokun sat alone in the hexagonal pavilion outside the Jiuqu Bridge for a long time.After a time of infinite joy and affection, he still couldn't sleep.He couldn't forget the battle on the hillside, and his heart was full of regret and pain. As the night deepened, just when he was about to go back to his room, he saw a figure passing by behind the rocks. It seemed that there was another person on his shoulders. When he chased after him, he was gone. But he heard someone whispering in the rockery, as if it was Zhuyeqing's voice. "Now do you believe that the person he took away is the doll?" Zhuyeqing's voice was full of provocations: "He took your mother away on the night of your mother's engagement, and took away your wife on the night of your engagement. Even I don't understand why he would do such a thing. thing." Another young voice suddenly shouted angrily: "Shut up!" This young man is of course the younger brother. But Zhuyeqing refused to stop, and said: "I think they must have gone back to Wawa's hometown now, although the place is dilapidated, it is very quiet, and no one will go there to look for them, you'd better not go there, because……" Before he finished speaking, a figure shot out of the rockery like an arrow. Fortunately, Hua Shaokun had jumped onto the rockery at this time, and he was lying on the top of the mountain. He recognized that this person was his younger brother, and he also recognized that the person who came out from behind was Zhuyeqing. But he didn't want to show his face just yet, because he was determined to dig out the conspiracy to the root. He was determined to do something for Xie Xiaofeng. With his hands behind his back, Zhuyeqing walked slowly, and soon saw the light in the window of his bedroom. He lives in a separate yard not far from the rockery. Outside there are hundreds of stalks of bamboo and several rows of chrysanthemums. Since there was light in the bedroom, Zi Ling must still be waiting for him. Everything went smoothly today, and he has the right to enjoy the evening, maybe even drink a little wine first. The door didn't lock.People who live here don't need to lock the door, and the lock is useless. He could imagine that Zi Ling must have been lying naked under the quilt waiting for him, but he couldn't imagine that there was another person in the room.Qiu Er was actually waiting for him. There was wine in front of the lamp, and the wine was almost exhausted, Qiu Er obviously drank a lot, and waited for a long time.Sitting next to him pouring wine was Zi Ling. She's not completely naked, she's wearing clothes, even two. But the two together are still as thin as a layer of fog. Zhu Yeqing smiled: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Qiu Er also knows how to enjoy." Qiu Er put down his wine glass: "Unfortunately, this is your wine, your woman, now that you have returned, you can take it back at any time." Zhuyeqing said: "No need." Qiu Er said: "No need?" Zhuyeqing smiled and said: "Now the wine is yours, and the woman is yours too, you might as well stay and enjoy it slowly." Qiu Er said, "What about you?" Zhuyeqing said: "I'm leaving!" He actually walked away as soon as he said it. Qiu Er looked at him, his eyes were full of surprise and suspicion, when he was about to walk out the door, he suddenly said loudly: "Wait a minute." Zhuyeqing stopped and said, "What else do you want?" Qiu Er said: "I want to ask you one more question." Zhuyeqing turned around and faced him, waiting for him to ask. Qiu Er sighed, and said: "I shouldn't ask some questions, but I really want to know what kind of person you are? What kind of thoughts are you thinking?" Zhuyeqing smiled again: "I'm just a person who likes to make friends very much, and I really want to make friends like you." Qiu Er also laughed. His face was smiling, but his pupils were constricting, and he asked again: "How many of your friends have you not betrayed?" Zhuyeqing said lightly: "What are you talking about? I can't understand a word." Qiu Er said coldly: "You should understand, because you have almost sold me once." He didn't let Zhuyeqing open his mouth, and said: "Hei Sha was originally your friend, but you killed them with Mao Yiyun's hand, Shan Yifei, Liu Kuzhu, Fugui Immortal's hand, and that old monk. Mao Yiyun will not die, but you deliberately delayed sending the signal because you still want to use Xie Xiaofeng's hand to kill Mao Yiyun." Zhuyeqing neither refuted nor argued, simply moved a chair and sat down to listen. Qiu Erdao: "Little brother was originally your friend, but you brought him to Xie Xiaofeng. Even if Xie Xiaofeng couldn't bear to kill him, he would probably kill him himself. Seeing his woman being snatched away, this kind of anger can't be eliminated. Other than you, I'm afraid no one can bear it anymore." His hand was already holding the hilt of the sword under the table: "That's why I came here to ask you, when are you going to betray me? Who are you going to sell me to?" Zhuyeqing laughed again, stood up with a smile, and faced the window: "It's windy and dew cold outside, since Mr. Hua is here, why don't you come in for a glass of wine?" The window didn't move, but the door opened without wind, and it took a long time before Hua Shaokun walked in slowly. Before the age of forty, he had experienced hundreds of battles, and he did not know how many times he was plotted against. He is still alive until now only because he has always been a very cautious person. He looked at Zhuyeqing coldly, and said: "I shouldn't have come, but now I have come, I shouldn't have heard those words, but now I have heard them, so I also want to ask you, what are you? What kind of person? What are you thinking about?" Zhuyeqing smiled and said: "I knew that Mr. Hua would not be able to sleep tonight, he must still be thinking about the battle this morning, so I have already prepared to send some fine wine to relieve Mr. Hua's worries." He answered irrelevant questions, as if he didn't hear what Hua Shaokun was saying at all, and threw a hot potato back with a few understated words.