Chapter 6 The sixth chapter kills every step

On the third day of April, dusk. The weather at dusk was still as clear as in the morning, and the sun had just begun to set.The clear blue sky and the colorful sunset are always pleasant. Xuanyuan Yiguang was not in a happy mood. He wandered like an idiot for more than half an hour on the two streets that are said to be "the most prosperous within three hundred miles nearby", watching some big girls and young daughters-in-law who sneaked out of their homes, in order to buy some bargains, She winks and giggles with the young guys in the pollen shop. Because, apart from this, other things do not arouse his interest.

Then he lingered in an antique calligraphy and painting shop for a long time, trying his best to put on an appearance of great taste. He even went to buy a bag of zongzi candy, and then secretly threw it into the gutter. He himself didn't know why he did such a thing. The grievances between Zhao Wuji and the Tang family had nothing to do with him at all. But he likes Zhao Wuji. Everyone often does things they don't like to do for some people they like. Now he finally sat down and ordered a jug of his favorite drink. The water in the creek was very clear, and the flowers in the garden were fragrant and beautiful. He was leaning against a large pillar behind him, so he didn't have to worry about the Tang family's hidden poison weapon coming from behind.

His hands were so close to the table that he could lift it up at any time and use it as a shield. He finally felt a little better. ——Did the three members of the Tang family see him?Will you come here? All kinds of hawkers are walking around in the teahouse, holding baskets in their hands, filled with all kinds of fresh melons and fruits, sweet and salty tea, candied fruit and cakes. Eight or nine emaciated and aged beggars sat silently by the railing, waiting for others to give alms. They didn't put on that disgusting, humble and flattering expression, but they looked indescribably tired, a kind of tiredness that had penetrated into the bone marrow and completely despaired of themselves.

—Among these people, will there be anyone from the Tang family? There are more than 30 teahouses and only a dozen guests. A hunched old woman is coaxing her crying little grandson with a piece of hawthorn cake. Three fat and fat businessmen are fighting over the price. Two old men are playing chess. A young couple sat far away in a corner, talking softly. Another middle-aged couple sat there like strangers, without saying a word. The husband was concentrating on dealing with a meat bun, but the wife was watching the young couple in a daze. She thought of the time when they were in love, but when spring came and autumn came, flowers bloomed and withered, that time was long gone, and her husband could still go outside to find flowers and ask willows, but she could only spend the boring time in dirty clothes and greasy pots. The rest of my life.

There was also a tall man in gorgeous clothes, with his hands behind his back, standing outside the railing behind, facing the curved river, as if he was admiring the late spring dusk. ——There will be no members of the Tang family among these people, nor will there be Zhao Wuji. He has never seen Wuji, and he doesn't want to look for it seriously, anyway, Wuji will definitely be nearby. The pot of tea is almost finished, and after walking so much, it is inevitable that I will be thirsty. He was about to call for some water. At this moment, he saw three people coming from the gravel path outside.

All three were wearing green shirts and white cloth trousers, one was fat and bloated, and the other was monkey-headed. Another tall and thin old man held a pipe in his hand. His waist was very long and his waist was straight. When he walked, his upper body was tattooed in the wind, and his stern and serious face was expressionless. Seeing these three people, Xuanyuan Yiguang's pupils immediately contracted. He has already seen that among these three people, at least two have been staring at him all the way down from Chuanzhong. Especially the monkey-headed young man, even if he is dressed as a pregnant woman with a big belly, he can recognize it at a glance.

And now they did. Neither the young man nor the fat man had much to worry about, but the most difficult one to deal with was undoubtedly the old man smoking pipes. Xuanyuan Yiguang was even a little worried. Because he suspected that this old man might be the well-known Mr. Tang Er. This old man is of course not Mr. Tang Er, but Tang Zitan. He was sneering in his heart. Because although Tang Yu was determined not to let them recognize him, he still recognized him at a glance. He saw two flaws at a glance. ——The crying child, wearing only socks and no shoes. —The child was crying too much.

A child who came out with an old grandmother should never have cried so hard. A kind and careful grandmother who takes her little grandson out to play should not forget to put on shoes for him. Tang Zitan immediately concluded that the old grandmother was Tang Yu. ——This child was "borrowed" by Tang Yu while he was asleep. Tang Zitan really wanted to go over there, teach this young man a little lesson, teach him some manners, and let him know that the elderly should still be respected. Of course, such a thing would not be done for real, they are all members of the Tang family after all.

Although the Tang family is like other families, there will inevitably be some disputes. But when they deal with outsiders, they are absolutely united. Now they have to deal with Zhao Wuji. In any case, it is always a very smart thing to think of "borrowing" a child from someone else's family to cover yourself. Tang Zitan believed that neither Zhao Wuji nor Xuanyuan Yiguang would have thought of this. So he has more confidence in this operation. But he couldn't see who Zhao Wuji was. The three people who talk about business are too fat, and the two old men who play chess are too old.

None of this can be faked. Those two couples weren't alike either. The two wives are indeed women, and the two husbands, the younger one has weak eyesight, obviously due to excessive intercourse in the newlyweds, and the older one has dull eyesight, neither of them is a person with martial arts. The rest were two hawkers selling snacks and a waiter carrying a large kettle. Of these three people, one was missing half of an ear, and the other was full of pockmarks. The waiter who was about to add water for Xuanyuan Yiguang to make tea had thick hands and big feet, obviously from a hard-working background.

Zhao Wuji didn't come from a hard-working background, nor was he missing half of his ear, let alone pockmarked. Who is Zhao Wuji? Tang Zitan really wanted to observe these people carefully again, but unfortunately, by this time they had already walked in front of Xuanyuan Yiguang. If he knew the truth of the facts, he would be shocked. At this time Zhao Wuji was not in Huayuexuan at all. Xuanyuan Yiguang has been paying attention to Tang Zitan. The old man walked lightly, his temples on both sides were slightly raised, and his shoulders were motionless when he walked. These are the characteristics of martial arts masters. When an experienced martial arts master is about to deal with a person, of course he will concentrate all his energy on this person. Now his goal is Xuanyuan Yiguang, but he didn't pay much attention to Xuanyuan Yiguang. Instead, he seemed very interested in the old woman who had been teasing her grandson. No old man, no matter how old, is interested in an old woman. It is usually a young girl who can interest the old man. Is there something special about this old woman? Xuanyuan Yiguang didn't have time to observe carefully, because at this time Tang Zitan and the others had already arrived in front of him. The waiter, who was pouring water into the teapot, also seemed to sense that the three people came with bad intentions, and backed away in surprise. Xuanyuan Yiguang was very calm, he actually smiled at them and said, "Please sit down." Of course they won't sit down. Tang Zitan said coldly: "Do you know what we are here for?" Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "I don't know!" He smiled, and said again: "If you were a little girl, I would have thought that you had taken a fancy to me, and that's why you kept staring at me. It's a pity that you are older and uglier than me." Tang Zitan's coffin-like face was still expressionless. He was not easily irritated, and he didn't want to argue. But Tang Hou couldn't help but said: "We have indeed taken a fancy to something about you and are going to take it back." Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "Did you all take a fancy to my head?" Tang Hou said: "That's right." Xuanyuan Yiguang laughed loudly: "I don't want this head for a long time, you take it quickly, the sooner the better!" But they didn't do it. The three of them suddenly unbuttoned their blue shirts, revealing a leather pouch around their waists. There is also a buckskin glove hanging beside the leather pouch, the one from Tang Zitan has been worn until it shines. This is exactly the mark of the disciples of the Tang Sect, and most people in the Jianghu will lose their wits as soon as they see it. Xuanyuan Yiguang laughed. Wuji's judgment was not wrong at all, their target was not him, but Zhao Wuji. Now, like him, they are deliberately delaying, waiting for Zhao Wuji to show up. ——Why didn't Wuji make a move? What is he waiting for? Xuanyuan Yiguang smiled and said: "What are you putting in this bag? Is it..." He didn't go on, but his heart sank. He finally saw Zhao Wuji. Zhao Wuji was not in Huayue Pavilion, but was standing far away on a rockery, as if he was going to watch the fire from the other side. He couldn't figure out what Wuji meant?He only knew that sooner or later these three people would always make a move. As long as they make a move, he will be dead! The sky is full of sunset. The water in the small river was flickering, and a girl in the garden secretly picked a red peony. At this time, Lame Hu was also nearby, in a very strange, very special place that absolutely no one would expect. He believes that absolutely no one can see him, but he can see others. He can see everyone clearly. He saw Tang Zitan and the three of them walk into Huayuexuan, and saw Tang Zitan's strange eyes on the old woman. He thought it was funny. The only thing he couldn't figure out was why Zhao Wuji hadn't shown up until now? Now Tang Zitan and the others have put on the deerskin gloves, and they can't drag on any longer. No matter whether Zhao Wuji made a move or not, they were going to make a move. At this moment, another strange thing happened suddenly, something that the lame Hu couldn't even dream of. He had never been so surprised in his life. He could hardly bear the desire to run away. But he must not move, must not show the slightest surprise. Otherwise he is dead too. Tang Zitan slowly put on his deerskin gloves.Aged leather, warm and soft. This is the skin of a fawn. When he was seventeen years old, he hunted and killed this deer, and a little girl who always liked to have red butterflies tied into her braids sewed this glove for him herself. Both he and his second brother liked her very much. Although he got her later, his second brother got the fame and glory of Jianghu. Now the little girl with the red butterfly on her braid is already underground, but Mr. Tang Er's reputation and glory are still in full swing. If that little girl had married his second brother at that time, what would have happened? Life is like this, when you gain some things, you often lose others. So he never regrets it. Whenever he puts on this glove, a strange feeling will arise in his heart, and he will always think of those unforgettable things, like the little girl with red butterflies in her braids sewing gloves for him under the lamp. In this case, he was not in the mood to kill. But whenever he puts on this glove, he always has to kill! At this moment, an astonishing change happened suddenly! The thick-handed waiter suddenly poured a large pot of boiling water on Zhu's head. Mazi, who sells melons and vegetables, suddenly pulled out a sharp knife from the basket and stabbed shopkeeper Zhu's waist. The man without ears sprinkled a basket of sesame candies on Tang Hou's face, and there was lime hidden under the sesame candies. Tang Hou roared, and pulled it up to the sky, he had already grabbed a handful of arsenopyrite in his hand. Before his arsenopyrite was sent out, the three fat and fat businessmen had rushed over. The three of them were all extremely strong, and their actions cooperated better. One used the table as a shield, one threw a rope loop around Tang Hou's leg, and the other exhaled loudly, punching it with a "bang" Hitting Tang Hou on the back, the force was astonishingly violent. Tang Hou's back was snapped off immediately, and when he fell to the ground, his whole body was limp and paralyzed. At the same moment, the two old men who played chess also made a move, using thirty-two chess pieces to hit Tang Zitan's acupuncture points with a technique rarely seen in the world, the technique was fast, heavy, accurate and ruthless. , is actually a first-class hidden weapon master! Tang Zitan knocked Mazi down with an elbow punch, and there was a sound of bones breaking. His body shot out like an arrow, and a piece of black poisonous sand, with four poisonous thorns in it, also spilled out at the same time. Whether this attack can succeed or not, he can't care anymore, his purpose is not to hurt others, but to save himself. Although the old man's muscles and bones have hardened, his unremitting exercise keeps his movements agile. His waist swept in the air like a fish's tail, and his body flew out of the railing like a bird. He had already calculated that the small river behind him was his only escape route. He believes that his kung fu in the water is still the same as his lightness kung fu, no worse than any young man, as long as he can jump into the water, he will be absolutely safe. Unexpectedly, at this moment, he suddenly heard a soft scold! "go back!" The man in Chinese clothes, who had been looking at the river with his hands behind his back, suddenly turned around, waved his hands, and a gust of wind blew up his wide sleeves. His strength was almost exhausted, his whole body was driven by the strong wind, he couldn't help himself, he retreated, and he couldn't even hold his feet firmly when he fell to the ground. The pockmark whose ribs were broken by him was still lying there, his face was covered with cold sweat as big as soybeans in pain, at this moment he gritted his teeth suddenly, rolled on the ground, the sharp knife in his hand stabbed out like a poisonous snake, and pierced his chest waist. The cold blade gently slid into his muscles like the tip of a lover's tongue. He didn't even feel the pain at all. But his heart was already cold. Based on his many years of experience, of course he knows where the fatal point is. This knife is really more poisonous than a poisonous snake. This pockmarked shot was so ruthless. As soon as Mazi hit the knife, he let go of the knife and rolled out on the spot. He knew that the old man would never let him go, but he didn't expect the hidden weapon to come so quickly, and in a flash of light, two poisonous thorns had hit the back of his left neck. He didn't feel the pain, but his heart was already cold. He has also heard about the tragic results of people who have been hit by this kind of poison hidden weapon. He jumped up suddenly, snatched the knife from the ear-missing man, and cut his own throat with one knife. Not only is he ruthless to others, but he is also ruthless to himself! Tang Zitan was still standing there like a javelin, as long as he didn't pull out the knife, he wouldn't fall down. As long as he can stand, he will never fall down. No one shot again. People with strong bones, regardless of success or failure, will be respected by others. The tall man in Chinese clothes suddenly sighed and said: "You are a tough guy, whether you are dead or alive, my people will never touch you again." Tang Zitan stared at him and said, "Who are you?" The man said: "My surname is Zhang, Zhang Youxiong." Tang Zitan said hoarsely: "Zhang Youxiong of the Seven Brothers of the South China Sea?" Zhang Youxiong said: "Yes." Tang Zitan said: "We have enmity?" Zhang Youxiong said: "No." Tang Zitan said: "Are you doing it for Zhao Wuji?" Zhang Youxiong said: "Yes." Tang Zitan said: "Why did you do this for him? Are you not afraid of the Tang family's revenge?" Zhang Youxiong said: "Because he regards me as a friend, for a friend, I will do anything." For Jianghu men, this reason is enough. Tang Zitan suddenly sighed deeply: "It's a pity that I didn't make friends like you." He was about to die at the hands of this man, and the strange thing was that he held no grudge against this man. He hated another person, a person who retreated and betrayed him. The little grandson was so frightened that he didn't even dare to cry, and the "grandmother" seemed to shrink into a ball in fright. Tang Zitan didn't even want to look at him at first, if he made a move just now, it's not like they had absolutely no chance. Tang Zitan had hoped for him at first, but he didn't expect him to be such a coward. Now Tang Zitan is completely desperate, but he still doesn't want to betray him. After all, they were all members of the Tang family. Since he was so afraid of death, why didn't he just let him go? But how did he feel when he saw them die horribly because of him?Can he live with a clear conscience in the future? Tang Zitan finally couldn't help but glanced at him, this look contained anger and resentment, as well as pity and pity. At this time, he already felt a lot of bleeding inside. The blood did not flow out of his knife mouth, but flowed out of his mouth. He suddenly smiled. Because there is a question he has been unable to answer himself, and now he finally found the answer—— He will never have a coffin made of rosewood. So he pulled out the knife on his waist! The blade was pulled up, and the blood from the blade almost splashed onto Wuji's clothes. Xuanyuan Yiguang watched him come in, although he didn't explain why he didn't come until now, but Xuanyuan Yiguang knew that he must have a good reason. Now that the three members of the Tang family have collapsed, this terrible incident has finally come to an end. The young wife huddled in her husband's arms, her pale face suddenly flushed. She was afraid, ashamed, and anxious, and simply didn't know what to do. She must never let others know that her crotch is soaked. The older husband was even worse, and almost everyone could smell the stench from under his ass. On the contrary, his wife was much calmer than him, and was thinking of a way to get her husband to stand up. The old grandmother had picked up her grandson and walked out with a limp. Wuji suddenly said: "Please wait." The old grandmother didn't seem to hear what he was saying at all, but Wuji had already blocked her way. She raised her head in surprise and looked at Wuji. Wuji smiled and said, "Old lady, what's your surname?" The old grandmother's mouth kept moving, but she couldn't make a sound. Wuji asked again: "Is this child your grandson?" The old grandmother nodded and hugged the child even tighter. Wuji said: "The weather is getting colder at night, why don't you put on his shoes for him?" The old grandmother seemed taken aback, as if she hadn't noticed until now that her grandson wasn't wearing shoes. The child cried again in her arms, although Wuji was smiling, his eyes were as cold as blades. The old grandmother bent down, picked up the child suddenly, and threw it hard at Wuji's face. Wuji could only reach out to catch it, but the hunched old grandmother had already shot out of the railing like an arrow. The child cried and screamed, kicked and hit in Wuji's hands. The old grandmother moved her figure, and unexpectedly displayed the light kung fu technique of "dragonfly copying water three times". She rose and fell three times in a row in the flower garden, and she has swept six or seven feet away. At this moment, someone suddenly scolded: "Fish that slipped through the net, where do you want to escape?" Amidst the roar, a figure flew up from the flower garden, met the old grandmother, and punched out. Seeing this person, the old grandmother seemed to be so frightened that she had no strength to parry and dodge at all. Before she could utter an exclamation, the cartilage and Adam's apple under her throat had already been shattered. Whatever secrets he knew, he could never tell. Tears welled up as he fell. Because he never dreamed that this person would kill him like this! No one would have imagined that this person's shot would be so ruthless!He really doesn't look like a ruthless person. Not only is he young, gentle, and handsome, but he always has a gentle and charming smile on his face. The little girl who secretly picked a rose just now has been watching him secretly, as if she has been fascinated by it. He also looked at her, smiled, and then greeted Wuji, and shouted: "Whoever of you come here, take this old grandmother away." Now the old grandmother has been carried in, and the gentle and handsome young man also walked in. As soon as he walked in, he introduced himself: "My name is Li, and my name is Li Yutang." It was a strange name, and he was a stranger, but everyone was kind to him. Because he caught a fish that slipped through the net for them. Li Yutang said: "This old grandmother is actually not too old, and of course she is not a real grandmother." He looked at Wuji and smiled: "Everyone must have seen it a long time ago, the old grandmother will never forget to put on shoes for her grandson, but this alone is of course not enough, so everyone can't make a move." Wuji couldn't help asking, "What else did you see?" Li Yutang said: "Actually, I didn't see anything, I just happened to know who this child's real grandmother is." Wuji said, "You recognize her?" Li Yutang nodded and said, "Not only do I recognize it, but I'm very familiar with it." He smiled more happily: "The child's grandmother happens to be my aunt." Wuji immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "This is really a coincidence, and it's great." Although the child was tired from crying, he calmed down temporarily, and Wuji held it in his hands, but it was still like holding a big bag of gunpowder that might explode at any time. The two things he can't stand the most in his life are men talking too much and women crying too much. Only now did he realize that one crying child was far more difficult to deal with than ten crying women. When women cry, he still has a way to make them shut up, and when a child cries, his head immediately becomes as big as a bucket. Therefore, when Li Yutang took the child from him, he seemed so grateful that he didn't even know what to say: "I have something to say, you must not be angry." Li Yutang said: "Do I look like a very angry person?" He really doesn't look like one. Wuji said: "We really don't know how to thank you, can you tell us what method we should use?" Li Yutang said: "If you must thank me, there is only one way." Wuji said, "Say it." Li Yutang said: "Treat me as a friend." His smile is warm and sincere: "I like to make friends, and I need them very much." Wuji immediately stretched out his hand. Li Yutang is such a person, who would refuse to make friends with him? Li Yutang finally took the child away, and he was anxious to send the child back to his aunt, because "the aunt must be very worried now." Before he walked out of the gravel path, Xuanyuan Yiguang couldn't help asking Wuji: "Do you really believe that this child is his nephew? Do you really believe that there is such a coincidence in the world?" Wuji said, "I believe it." Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "Are you really willing to make him your friend?" Wuji said: "I am willing." Although his answer was clear and affirmative, Xuanyuan Yiguang still seemed a little skeptical. But even he himself couldn't think of any reason for Li Yutang to deceive them. Even if he really cheated them, it was just a crying child. The old grandmother was not dead yet, and from time to time, there would be "sizzling" sounds from the broken throat, like a dying rattlesnake. The person who brought him back found a leather pouch from his underclothes, and the contents inside were indeed the unique hidden weapons of the Tang family. Although the quantity was not large, the quality was not bad. Thinking of the way Tang Zitan looked at him when he was dying, this person is undoubtedly Tang Yu. Xuanyuan Yiguang asked Wuji again: "Are you sure that Tang Yu must have come?" Wuji said: "Yes." Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "You can be sure that he must find a way to lure you out first before making a move, because his target is not me, but you." Wuji said: "Yes." Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "You also want to wait until he shows up first, because your target is also him." Wuji nodded and said, "So, I have to go to Second Brother Zhang." Zhang Youxiong has been very silent. A person who has been in power since his teens is certainly not a talkative person. He never uses words to express his friendship with others, "talk less and do more" is his principle of life. It was only now that he said: "It is never a shame to find a friend when one is in trouble." He came over and shook Wuji's hand tightly: "I'm very glad that you can think of coming to me." After saying this, he left, taking his subordinates with him. The three fat businessmen have returned to their original bloated and dull, and the thick-handed waiter and the earless peddler have become as ordinary and simple as before. They silently carried out the bodies of their companions. In that life-and-death moment just now, the thrilling moment, the fierce sharpness they showed, is now invisible. For them, this kind of thing is neither something to be proud of nor to be sad about. They will do anything for their masters at any time and place, just as their masters will do anything for their friends at any time. Wuji didn't say anything more! Since they are friends, no matter what to say is superfluous. Xuanyuan Yiguang couldn't help but sigh, and said: "It's really your luck to have such a friend." Wuji stared at him and said, "It's my luck to have a friend like you." Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "But that Li Yutang..." Wuji said: "Whether he is a good friend or not, I will know soon." Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "You will be able to see him again soon?" Wuji said: "I will definitely see you." Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "Are you sure?" Wuji said, "Yes." Xuanyuan Yiguang stared at him for a long time, sighed again, and said, "Do you know that you are a weirdo?" Wuji said, "I don't know." Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "The strangest thing about you is that you always seem to know something that others don't. Even I can't see how you have such ability." Wuji laughed, and said: "If even you can tell, then it must be because I don't have this kind of ability at all." Xuanyuan Yiguang laughed, and said: "No matter what you say, at least I have finally seen something." Wuji said, "Which point?" Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "In the future, if someone still wants you to be fooled, it will definitely not be an easy task." He smiled and stood up, then sat down suddenly: "There is one more thing I can't figure out." Wuji said, "What's the matter?" Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "You have always been very interested in Tang Yu, and now he is here, why do you ignore him?" Wuji said: "Because he is not Tang Yu at all." Xuanyuan Yiguang was taken aback again: "He's not? How do you know he's not?" Wuji said: "Because I happen to know who he is." Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "Who is he?" Wuji said: "He is a lame man, others call him lame Hu." Hu Liezi can see everything that happened in Huayue Pavilion very clearly, because he has always been here. Before Tang Zitan and the others came, he had already arrived, bringing a child "borrowed" from someone else's house. A kind old grandmother brought her little grandson for a spring outing. When she was tired from walking, she would come in for a cup of tea and some snacks, which would never attract attention. He could think of using this method as a cover, and even he felt very proud of himself. He believes that others will never see him, but he can see others. The only regret is that the child likes to cry so much that it makes him flustered. Tang Zitan's eyes when he saw him also made him feel very uncomfortable. Fortunately, Xuanyuan Yiguang didn't notice this, so until then, he still thought he was safe. Unexpectedly, things changed completely beyond his expectation, and even more unexpected that Zhao Wuji saw his flaws. Fortunately, he was unruffled in times of crisis, adapting to the situation, and blocked Zhao Wuji with this crying child. Seeing that he was able to retreat safely and fly away, unexpectedly, another Li Yutang appeared on the way. He never dreamed that this Li Yutang would kill him. When he saw Zhao Wuji stretch out his hand, expressing his willingness to make friends with Li Yutang, he could hardly help laughing and crying. Because only he knew how terrible it was to befriend this man. Because they were not only friends, but far closer than friends. Only he knew that this Li Yutang was Tang Yu! It's a pity that even if he wanted to tell Zhao Wuji this secret, he couldn't. He believed that Zhao Wuji would know this secret sooner or later—he would know it when he was about to die. When Cripple Hu took his last breath, it sounded like a stone dropped into the mud. Xuanyuan Yiguang suddenly stood up and walked out. He couldn't stand this kind of thing, but he couldn't help but turned around and asked, "Are you sure Tang Yu must have come?" Mowgli admits. Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "Where are Tang Yu's people now?" Wuji said, "I don't know!" Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "You don't seem to want to find him at all." Wuji also admitted: "Because I couldn't find him at all." Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "What are you going to do?" Wuji said: "When I want to find someone but can't find one, there is usually only one way." Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "What way?" Wuji said: "Wait for him to come to me." On the sixth day of April, it is cloudy. Zhao Wuji quietly returned to Hefeng Villa. He didn't intend to come back, but after thinking about it for a long time, he changed his mind. He missed Feng Niang, Qian Qian, and those old family members who were always loyal to them. This kind of unforgettable longing is like a pot of warm water. Although it can make people temporarily forget the pain of reality, it can also make people relax and weak. So he has been controlling himself and trying not to think about them. But in the middle of the night when he was dreaming, when he was tired and frustrated, this kind of longing would suddenly entangle him like a spider's thread, entwining him very tightly. But that wasn't the main reason for his decision to come back. He didn't hear any news about Fengniang and Qianqian, but he already vaguely felt that they were no longer here. When "Di Zang" took Feng Niang to the secret room that day, he didn't see her. He dared not look back. Because he already had a vague feeling that the person brought by "Ksitigarbha" must be his relative. He was afraid that he would become unable to control himself at that time, and he couldn't let "Ksitigarbha" be a little wary of him. Now he finally came back, quietly, without disturbing anyone. It was dusk. Hefeng Villa itself is a place worth remembering, especially at dusk, it is more beautiful like a picture. Hefeng Villa is completely different from Shangguan Fort, and it is also different from "Feiyunzhuang Dafengtang" where Yun Feiyang is stationed. The building of Dafeng Hall is eagle-like, majestic and majestic, vividly reflecting Yun Feiyang's incomparable ambition. Shangguan Fort is precipitous and isolated, with a cold murderous aura hidden in its simplicity. Hefeng Villa is an elegant and quiet place, without a trace of majestic domineering, it is only suitable for enjoying quietly in the afternoon when the clouds are light and the sun is setting. Therefore, Sikong Xiaofeng, who has always been single, always likes to come here as a guest for a few days in his free time, except when he stays at the Dafeng Hall, enjoying a few days of calm and quiet fun. But since Second Master Zhao passed away, Wuji left, and Qianqian and Fengniang also left, this place has also changed. Just like a person, a manor house will sometimes become old and haggard, lonely and tired. Especially on a cloudy evening like this. Whenever the weather is cloudy and rainy, the rheumatism in Lao Jiang's joints will become like a vicious and jealous wife, and start to torture him with all kinds of pain that others can't imagine. Although he couldn't bear it, he still couldn't shake it off. Today, the pain was even worse. It was as if thousands of sharp needles were piercing the knees of his legs. The pain was so painful that he could hardly walk a step. He wanted to go to bed early, but he couldn't sleep. At this moment, Wuji gently pushed open the half-hidden door and walked into his hut. Old Jiang immediately jumped up and squeezed his hand tightly: "I never thought you'd really come back." Seeing Lao Jiang's eyes full of hot tears, Wuji could hardly hold back his tears. In the past, he always felt that Old Jiang was too dull, too stubborn, too chatty, and even a bit annoying. But now when he saw this annoying person, he was only happy and moved. "After you left, Miss Feng and Missy also left. Until now, there is no news at all. Ever since Uncle Sikong brought a man named Qu Ping here that day, they..." Hearing what Old Jiang was muttering, Wuji also felt a twinge of pain in his heart. ——Where did they go, why is there no news so far? ——Is the person brought into the secret room by "Ksitigarbha" that day really Feng Niang? Lao Jiang seemed to have felt his grief, and immediately smiled, and said, "No matter what, you are finally back. I didn't believe it at first, I never thought that you really came back." He has said this sentence twice. Wuji couldn't help asking: "Someone told you that I will come back?" Old Jiang said: "That junior sister of yours and that friend both said that, saying that you will definitely be home tonight at the latest." Wuji didn't have a junior sister, so he couldn't think of who this friend was. But he didn't want to worry Lao Jiang, so he just asked lightly: "When did they come?" Old Jiang said: "One arrived yesterday afternoon, your junior sister came later." Wuji asked, "Are they still here?" Old Jiang said: "Your junior sister doesn't seem to be very well. She locked herself in the room as soon as she came and slept for a whole day. She didn't allow us to disturb her." He added: "I let her sleep in the guest room where Uncle Sikong usually lives." Wuji said, "Where's my friend?" Old Jiang said: "That young master seems to be unable to calm down for a moment, he keeps walking around, now..." Before he could finish his sentence, a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face, as if someone had stuffed his mouth with a piece of dry mud. Wuji stared at him, and then asked: "Where is he now?" Old Jiang was still hesitating, as if he really didn't want to say this, but he couldn't help but say: "I didn't let him go, but he must go, he must go." Wuji said, "What are you going to do?" Old Jiang said: "Go and fight ghosts." 无忌尽量不让自己露出一点会让老姜羞愧难受的样子。 他看得出老姜的表情不但很认真，而且真的很害怕。 可是这种事实太荒谬，他不能不问清楚：“你是说，他去打鬼？” 老姜叹了口气，苦笑着说道：“我也知道，你绝不会相信的，可是这地方真的有鬼。” 无忌道：“这个鬼在哪里？” 老姜道：“不是一个鬼，是好多个，就在凤姑娘以前住的那座院子里。” 无忌问道：“这些鬼，是什么时候来的？” 老姜道：“凤姑娘走了没多久，就有人听见那地方夜里时常发出一些奇怪的声音，有时甚至看得见灯火和人影。” 无忌道：“有没有人去看过？” 老姜道：“很多人都进去看过，不管是谁，只要一走进那院子，就会无缘无故的晕过去，醒来时候不是被吊在树上，就是躺在院外的阴沟里，不是衣服被剥得精光，就是被塞了一嘴烂泥。” 他说的是真话，是真的在害怕，因为他也有过这种可怕的经验。 无忌已经可以想像得到，刚才他脸上为什么会有那种奇怪的表情。 老姜道：“他们对我总算客气些，既没有把我吊在树上，也没有剥光我的衣服。” ——可是，他嘴里一定也被塞了一嘴泥。 他跳过一段可怕的经历，接着道：“我醒来的时候，就看到了这张纸条。” 纸条是一种少见的黄裱纸，上面写的字歪斜扭曲而古怪，意思很明显： “人不犯我， 我不犯人， 互不侵犯， 家宅安宁。 " 每个人都希望家宅安宁，就算与鬼为邻，也可以忍受的。 这些鬼倒的确很了解人类的心理。 无忌道：“鬼也有很多种，这些鬼看来不是恶鬼。” 老姜道：“不管是哪类鬼，都有种好处。” 无忌道：“什么好处？” 老姜道：“鬼不会骗人，只有人才会骗鬼。” Wuji smiled wryly. 这也是真的，任何人都不能否认。 老姜道：“只要我们不到那院子里去，他们也绝不出来，从来都没有惊动过别地方的一草一木。” 所以他们也从来没有再到那院子里去过。 无忌了解这一点，他绝不怪他们，如果他是老姜，他也绝不会再去的。 可是他不是老姜，所以他一定要去看看，不但要去看看那些鬼，也要去看看他那个朋友。 阴雨的天气，黄昏总是特别短，忽然间天就黑了，冷飕飕的风吹在身上，令人觉得春天仿佛还很遥远。 无忌避开了有灯光的地方，绕过一条幽静的回廊，从偏门走入后园。 他不想惊动别人，而且坚持不让老姜陪他来。 有很多事都不能让别人陪你去做，有很多问题都必须你一个人单独去解决。 他不信世上真的有鬼，可是他相信世上绝对有比鬼更可怕的人。 有时候一个朋友远比一群鬼还危险。 他一向不愿别人陪他冒险。 庭园深深，冷清而黑暗，昔日的安详和宁静，现在已变成了阴森寂寞。 自从他父亲死了之后，连这地方都似乎已被死亡的阴影所笼罩。 但这里毕竟是他生长的地方，有太多令他永难忘怀的往事。 夏日的蟋蟀，秋日的蝉，春天的花香，冬天的雪，所有欢乐的回忆，现在想起来都只有使人悲伤。 他尽量不去想这些事——就算一定要想，也不妨等到明天再想。 他不愿意让任何一个活着的人，看见他的软弱和悲伤，也不愿让任何一个鬼看见。 凤娘住的那院子，在一个很偏僻的角落里，几乎是完全独立的，无论从哪里走过去都很远。 她父母的丧期一过，赵二爷就把她接到这里来了，在他们还没有成婚之前，她当然要和无忌住的地方保持一段距离。 可是无忌当然不会没有来过。 以前他来的时候，只要一走过桃花林旁的那座小桥，就可以看见她窗口里的灯光，灯光下的人影。 那窗口在小楼上，小楼在几百竿修竹，几十株梅花间。 那人影总是在等着他。 现在他又走过了小桥，桃花已开了，桃花林中，忽然传出一声冷笑。 在一个黑暗凄凉的阴天晚上，在一个阴森宽阔的庭院里，在一个人人都说有鬼的地方，忽然听见这么样一声冷笑，谁都会吃一惊的。 无忌却好像没有听见。 冷笑声是从桃花林里发出的，要到那有鬼的院子里去，就得穿过这片桃花林。 无忌就走入了这片桃花林。 冷笑的声音若断若续，忽然在东，忽然在西，忽然在左，忽然在一株桃花树上的枝叶间，忽然又到了右边一棵桃花树下草丛里。 无忌还是听不见。 忽然间，一个黑黝黝的影子从树枝上吊下来，在他脖子后面吹了一口气。 无忌好像是一点感觉都没有，非但没有被吓得晕过去，也没有回头去看一眼。 这个黑影子反而沉不住气了，身子在树上一荡，从无忌头上飞了过去。凌空一个细腰巧翻云，轻飘飘的落在无忌面前，手叉着腰，用一双大眼睛狠狠的瞪着无忌，虽然是在生气的时候，还是可以看得见脸上那两个深深的酒涡。 无忌根本连看都不必看，就已经猜出她是谁了。他本来以为这个朋友是李玉堂，想不到，连一莲居然阴魂不散，还不肯放过他。 他实在不想再跟这个非但蛮不讲理，而且花样奇多的大姑娘罗嗦。 可惜这位大姑娘却要跟他罗嗦，忽然问道：“你真的一点都不怕？” 无忌道：“怕什么？” 连一莲道：“怕鬼。” 无忌道：“你又不是鬼，我为什么要怕你，你应该怕我才对。” 连一莲道：“我为什么要怕你，难道你是个鬼？” 无忌道：“难道，你还看不出我是个鬼？” 连一莲想笑，又忍住板着脸，道：“你是个什么鬼？色鬼？赌鬼？酒鬼？” 无忌道：“我是个倒霉鬼。” 连一莲终于笑了，道：“我本来还以为你是个人的，怎会变成了个倒霉鬼？” 无忌道：“因为我碰到了你。” 他往她背后看了看，又说道：“你既然带了一位朋友来，为什么不替我介绍介绍？” 连一莲上上下下看了他两眼，道：“你是不是喝醉了？” 无忌道：“我连一滴酒都没有喝。” 连一莲道：“我明明是一个人来的，哪里来的朋友？” 无忌道：“你后面那个人，不是你的朋友？” 连一莲已经开始笑不出来了，道：“我后面哪有什么人？” 无忌道：“明明有个人，你为什么说没有？” 他忽然一伸手往她后面一指：“难道那不是人？” 连一莲脸色变了，冷笑道：“你是不是想吓唬我？你以为我会害怕？” 无忌看着她，显得很吃惊，道：“难道你不相信你后面有个人？” 连一莲还在冷笑，笑的声音已经开始有点发抖。 无忌道：“你为什么不回头看看？” 连一莲其实早就想回头去看看的，也不知为了什么，脖子却好像有点发硬，忽然冲过来，指着无忌的鼻子道：“你……你说老实话，我后面是不是真的有人？” 她的指尖好冷。 无忌叹了口气，道：“我早就说过了，你不相信我也没法子。” 连一莲咬了咬牙，忽然跳起来，凌空翻身，身法已远不及刚才那么优美灵活。 黑黝黝的桃花林里，哪里看得见半个人影？ 她狠狠的瞪着无忌，又想笑，又想发脾气。 无忌道：“现在你总看见了吧。” 连一莲道：“看见了什么？” 无忌显得更吃惊，道：“难道你还是没有看见？你的眼睛是不是有毛病？” 连一莲的眼睛一点毛病都没有，可惜她的胆子实在不能算很大。 如果她现在还要说“不怕”，就连她自己都知道别人绝不肯相信的。 无忌摇着头，叹着气，好像已准备走了。 连一莲忽然又冲过来，拉住他的手，道：“你……你不能走。” 无忌道：“我为什么不能走？” 连一莲道：“因为……因为……” 无忌道：“是不是因为你知道这地方有鬼，所以有点害怕？” 连一莲居然承认了。 无忌道：“可是现在明明已经有个人陪你，你还怕什么？” 连一莲的脸色发白，好像又要晕过去的样子。 无忌怕她这一着。 现在他才知道，一个随时都会晕过去的女人，实在比一百个好哭的女人还难对付。 连一莲道：“你一定要老实告诉我，你是不是在吓我？” 无忌道：“是的。” 连一莲道：“我后面有没有人？” 无忌道：“没有。” 连一莲松了口气，好像整个人都软了，整个人都要倒在无忌身上。 幸好，无忌早已猜到她下一步要干什么。 他果然没有猜错。 连一莲的身子并没有倒在他身上，却有个大耳光往他脸上掴了过来。 这一次她当然没打着。 无忌一下子就抓住她的手，笑道：“这法子已不灵了，你为什么不换个花样？” 连一莲道：“君子动口不动手，你抓住我的手干什么？” 无忌道：“因为我本来就不是君子，你也不是。” 他并没有忘记她另外还有一只手，索性把那只手也抓住。 可是他忘了她还有张嘴。 她忽然张开嘴，狠狠的往他鼻子上咬了过来。 这一着倒真的大出他意料之外，他实在想不到一个大姑娘居然会张开嘴来咬男人的鼻子。 他只有赶快放开她的手往后退，若不是退得快，那鼻子说不定真会被她咬掉半个。 连一莲笑了，吃吃的笑道：“你不是君子，我是君子，你既然动手，我只有动口。” 她笑得开心极了。 她的眼睛本来很大，一笑起来，就眯成了一条线，两个酒涡却更圆更深。 像这么样一个女孩子，你对她能有什么办法？ 无忌只有一个办法。 连一莲也知道他这个办法：“现在你是不是想溜了？” 无忌道：“是的。” 连一莲道：“可是你溜不掉的。” 她也有个法子对付无忌：“你走到哪里，我就跟到哪里。” 无忌道：“你知不知道，我要到哪里去？” 连一莲道：“我用不着知道！” 无忌道：“可是我一定要告诉你，我要到那个有鬼的屋子去。” 连一莲道：“我也去，我本来就准备去的。” 无忌道：“我劝你最好不要去。” 连一莲道：“为什么？我就不信那里真的有鬼。” 无忌道：“信不信由你，可是——” 他忽然闭上嘴，吃惊的看着她的背后，好像她后面忽然又出现了一个。 连一莲摇头：“这一次你吓不倒我了，你这法子不灵，也请换个花样才对。” 她吃吃的笑着，转过了头。 虽然她明知后面绝不会有人的，可是，为了表示她绝不会再害怕，她故意要回过头去看看。她的头刚转过去，就已经笑不出来。 连一莲非但笑不出，连头都已转不回来，因为她的脖子又硬了，两条腿却开始发软。 这次她真的看见了一个人。 这个人实在并不太像一个人。 就连她自己都不知道自己看见的究竟是不是人？她只不过看见了一条灰白色的影子。 好长好长的一条影子，谁都分不清那究竟是人？Or a ghost? 影子忽然又不见了。 连一莲的脖子终于又慢慢的开始软了，渐渐的开始可以移动。 为了表示她刚才其实并不害怕，这位胆子奇小，花样却奇多的大姑娘，又准备要想法子来修理修理赵无忌。 除了她自己外，谁也不知道她为什么会对赵无忌特别有兴趣。 只可惜她转回头来的时候，赵无忌已不见了。 阴森森的晚上，黑黝黝的园林，倏来忽去的鬼影—— 她几乎忍不住要大叫起来。 可是她就算真的能把赵无忌叫回来，也未免太没面子。 她用力咬紧嘴唇。 你以为我不敢跟你到那鬼地方去？我偏偏就去给你看。 反正到处都有鬼，到哪里去还不都是一样？ 远远的看过去，那个鬼地方不知道在什么时候已亮起了灯光。 她在心里安慰自己！ ——鬼不会点灯的。 ——有灯光的地方，绝不会有鬼。 可惜这些理论很快又被她自己推翻。 她本来是往前面走的，推翻了第一点，她的脚步就停了下来，推翻了第二点，她就开始往后退，退了几步，忽然撞到一样软软的东西。 这里是个桃树林，只有一棵棵桃花树，桃花树绝不是软的。 她又几乎要叫出来。 这次她没有叫，只因为她撞到的这样软软的东西先叫了起来。 这样软软的东西原来也是个人，而且是个女人。 一个穿着条红裙子，梳着条大辫子，长得很标致的大姑娘。 看到对方也是个大姑娘，连一莲已经松了口气，看到大姑娘比她怕得还厉害，她的心更定。 穿红裙的姑娘却吓得整个人都缩成了一团，吃惊的看着她，道：“你……你是人是鬼？” 连一莲说道：“你看我像人？还是像鬼？” 穿红裙的姑娘道：“你不像鬼。” 连一莲轻笑道：“你是从哪点看出来的？” 穿红裙的姑娘垂下头，轻轻道：“鬼不会像你这么好看。” 连一莲笑了。 穿红裙的姑娘道：“可是我听说这地方有鬼。” 连一莲道：“有我在这里，你怕什么，就算真的有鬼来了，我也把他打走！” 现在她又变得神气了起来，因为她总算发现了，还有人的胆子比她更小。 穿红裙的姑娘好像也真的觉得她很神气，垂着头笑了笑，又问道：“你是不是我师哥的朋友？” 连一莲道：“你师哥是谁？” 穿红裙的姑娘道：“他叫赵无忌。” 连一莲盯着她看了半天，忽然叹了口气，道：“想不到赵无忌居然有你这么样一个漂亮的小师妹。” 穿红裙的姑娘脸红了。 看来她不但胆子很小，而且很怕羞。 连一莲心里暗暗好笑，这个大姑娘好像对她很有点意思，简直好像看上她了。 穿红裙的姑娘垂着头道：“公子你……你贵姓？” 连一莲道：“我姓连。” 穿红裙的姑娘低声说道：“连公子，你……” 连一莲道：“不许叫我连公子，要叫我连大哥。” 看见这个大姑娘的脸更红，头垂得更低，她心里也就更得意，故意拉起了她的手，道：“你是他的师妹，当然也练过功夫。” 穿红裙的姑娘道：“嗯。” 连一莲轻抚着她的手心，道：“看你这双手，真不像练过功夫的样子，你的手好嫩。” 穿红裙的姑娘好像很想甩掉她的手，又好像有点舍不得。 连一莲几乎已经忍不住要笑出来了，心里在想： ——如果这小丫头发现我也是个女人，不知道会怎么样？ 如果她知道赵无忌根本没有师妹，她还会不会拉住这“小丫头”的手？ 穿红裙的姑娘终于又开口，道：“你有没有看见我师哥？我听说他一回来就到这里来了。” 连一莲道：“你是来找他的？” 穿红裙的姑娘道：“嗯。” 连一莲道：“他刚才是来过的，可是一听说这里有鬼，就吓跑了。” 穿红裙的姑娘道：“你难道一点都不怕？” 连一莲道：“怕什么？” 穿红裙的姑娘道：“怕鬼！” 连一莲道：“鬼有什么好怕的，我刚才遇见了一个。” 穿红裙的姑娘道：“后来怎么样？” 连一莲笑道：“我本来想把他抓住，叫他做几个鬼脸给我看看的，想不到我不怕他，他反倒有点怕我……” 她吹牛吹得正得意，脸色忽然变了，笑容也已僵硬。 她又看见了那个鬼影子。 好长好长的一个鬼影子，摇摇晃晃的吊在一根树枝上，阴森森的冷笑。 穿红裙的姑娘也看见了，也不知道是因为太害怕，还是因为太兴奋，全身都在发抖，大声道：“快过去把他抓住，叫他做几个鬼脸给我们看。” 连一莲道：“好……好……” 她嘴里虽然说“好”，可是你就算拿把刀架在她脖子上，她也绝不敢过去的。 鬼影子忽然阴森森的笑道：“我不会做鬼脸，我没有脸。” 他真的没有脸！鼻子，嘴巴，耳朵，眉