Chapter 27 Twenty-sixth Swordsman Without Tears

Xiao Fang stopped. He moved lightly and swiftly, like a pebble driven into the ground. He is already prepared, ready to deal with any kind of sudden crisis. He didn't start it first, he just thought that this person didn't look dangerous, he just said: "I'm Xiao Fang, I'm here." The man still didn't look back. After a long time, he slowly raised his hand, pointed to the opposite side of the table, and said softly: "Sit." His voice was very weak, and his hands were wrapped in a white cloth, with blood oozing faintly. There was no doubt that the man had been wounded, badly.

Xiao Fang was even more convinced that he would never recognize this person, but he still walked over. This person is by no means his opponent, and his vigilance has been relaxed. He walked around the low wooden table and walked up to the man. The moment he saw this person, his heart sank suddenly, sinking to the soles of his icy feet. Xiao Fang had seen this person before and recognized him. Although this person is Xiao Fang's enemy, if he wants to treat Xiao Fang as a friend, Xiao Fang will never refuse. There is a kind of man who is always between friend and foe.A worthy enemy is sometimes harder to find than a true friend.

Xiao Fang has always respected this man. He didn't recognize this person just now, only because this person has completely changed, become miserable and terrible. The peerless beauty suddenly turned into a skeleton, and the peerless sharp weapon suddenly turned into rusted iron. Although God's will is unpredictable and the world is changeable, such changes are still unavoidable and sad. Xiao Fang never imagined that a peerless swordsman would become like this. This person is actually Dugu Chi. Xiao Fang is also crazy. Not obsessed with swords, but obsessed with love. A sword idiot can never understand the depression and sadness of an infatuated person, but a truly infatuated person can definitely understand the loneliness and pain of a sword idiot.

The swordsman is nameless, because he is obsessed with swords. If he lost his sword, how would he feel in his heart? How would he feel if he lost his hand holding the sword? Xiao Fang finally sat down. "It's you." "It's me." Duguchi's voice was calm and weak, "You must never have guessed that I was the one who came for you." "I can't think of it." "I'm looking for you because I have no friends. Although you are not my friend, I know you will definitely come." Xiao Fang didn't say anything more. He could refrain from asking about many things, but he couldn't help but look at that hand—the hand holding the sword.

The hand that is now wrapped in white cloth. Dugu Chi didn't say anything more, and suddenly untied the white cloth wrapped around his hands. His hand was broken and deformed, almost every bone was broken. The sword is his life, and now he has lost the hand holding the sword—the talented man has no good words, the red powder has turned into a skeleton, the hero who has won many battles has gone to live in the gentle village, the good horse has fallen, and the golden sword has sunk buried. Xiao Fang suddenly felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.A sharp needle pierces the bone marrow.

Duguchi has changed, becoming weak and haggard, becoming radiant and heartbreaking. Only one thing hasn't changed about him. He was still very quiet, calm, quiet, calm, as quiet as a rock, as quiet as the earth. The swordsman is ruthless, the swordsman is nameless, and the swordsman has no tears. There was no expression in Duguchi's eyes, he just quietly looked at his broken hand. "You can see that my hand was crushed," he said. "Only one man can crush my hand." There is only one person, absolutely only one person, Xiao Fang believes that Xiao Fang also knows who he is talking about.

Duguchi knew that he knew. "Bu Ying is not a swordsman, not a knight, nor a hero, absolutely not." "What is he?" Xiao Fang asked. "Bu Ying is a great man!" Dugu Chi was still very calm: "In his heart, he only wants to win, not to lose. He is only allowed to win, not to lose. In order to win, he is willing to sacrifice everything." Xiao Fang admitted this, he had to admit it. "He knows he is not my opponent." Dugu Chi said, "When he came to me for a fight, I also knew he would lose." "But he didn't lose." "He didn't lose, although he didn't win, he didn't lose either. A person like him will never lose." Dugu Chi repeated: "Because he didn't hesitate to sacrifice everything."

"What did he sacrifice?" Xiao Fang couldn't help but ask, "How did he sacrifice?" "He intentionally let me stab his chest with a sword." Duguchi said, "The moment my sword edge pierced his chest, he suddenly grabbed my hand and crushed it. " His voice was still very calm: "At that time, I knew that I would win, and indeed I had already won. At that time, the edge of the sword in my hand had already met his flesh and blood, my sword spirit had weakened, and my sword had already died. Being blocked by his flesh and blood is when I am at my weakest."

Xiao Fang listened quietly, he had to listen, and he didn't want to. Duguchi seldom speaks, but listening to him is like listening to a courtesan talking about love or a monk talking about Zen. "That's just a moment." Duguchi suddenly asked, "Do you know how long this moment is?" Xiao Fang didn't know. He only knows that "a moment" is very short, even shorter than the moment when "the white horse passes through the gap". "One moment is the Buddhist language." Dugu Chi said: "With the flick of a finger, it is sixty moments."

He continued slowly: "At that time, between life and death, there was indeed only the word 'moment' to describe it. Bu Ying captured that moment, so he was invincible." The outcome of life and death is decided in an instant, and the fate of a person's life is changed in an instant. At this moment, how thrilling. But when Dugu Chi was talking about this moment, his voice and attitude remained calm. Xiao Fang couldn't help but admire him. Duguchi is not a famous prostitute, not an eminent monk, and what he is talking about is not love or Zen. What he said was the sword, the principle of the sword.

This is not what Xiao Fang admires, Dugu Chi should be able to speak swords, he is already obsessed with swords. What Xiao Fang admired was his calmness. Few people can keep calm in this situation, Xiao Fang himself can't. Duguchi seemed to have seen through his intentions. "I have dedicated my whole life to the sword, and now I say that I may not be able to hold the sword for the rest of my life, but I have not gone crazy, nor have I collapsed." He asked Xiao Fang: "Do you think it is strange?" Xiao Fang admitted. Dugu Chi asked again: "Do you want to know why I haven't fallen?" He answered it himself: "Because although Bu Ying crushed my sword-holding hand, he couldn't crush the sword intent in my heart." Duguchi said, "Although I can no longer hold a sword in my hand, I still have a sword in my heart." "Heart Sword?" "Yes." Dugu Chi said: "The Heart Sword is not empty and illusory." His attitude is sincere and serious: "Even if you have a sharp weapon in your hand, if you don't have a sword in your heart, the sword in your hand is just a piece of scrap iron, and you will never be a real swordsman in your life." .” "Moving the sword with your heart, hurting the enemy with your mind." Although Xiao Fang still can't fully understand the highest and deepest state of this kind of swordsmanship, he also knows that for a true swordsman, the heart and the sword must be integrated into one. The human and the sword are united, and the sword is controlled by Qi. The realm that must be reached, otherwise he would not be able to become a swordsman at all. Dugu Chi said again: "Although Bu Ying was not defeated, he was not victorious either. The moment my hand was crushed by him, I could still assassinate him under my sword." "Why didn't you assassinate him?" Xiao Fang asked. "Because I still have a sword in my heart." Dugu Chi said: "I am the same as him. There is no life or death in our hearts, only victory or defeat. What we seek is not life, but victory. I don't want him to die, but Want to beat him, really beat him, beat him completely." Xiao Fang looked at his hands: "Do you still have a chance to beat him?" Dugu Chi's answer was full of determination and confidence. "I must beat him!" Xiao Fang finally understood that it was because he still had such determination and self-confidence that he was able to remain calm. Dugu Chi said again: "I came to you just because I wanted to defeat him. I have no one else to turn to but you." He stared at Xiao Fang: "This is a secret between you and me, you must not reveal my secret, otherwise I will die." "You must die?" Xiao Fang said, "Do you think Bu Ying will come to kill you?" "It's not Bu Ying, it's Wei Tianpeng and the others." Duguchi looked at his hands: "They all think that I am a useless and useless person, as long as they know my whereabouts, they will never let me go, because I know too many secrets, and I have never seen them in my hands. in the eyes." "That's why they hate you." Xiao Fang said, "I can see that each of them hates you. They both hate and are afraid. Now that you have nothing to scare them, of course they will kill you." "That's why I'm looking for you." Duguchi said, "I hope you can do two things for me!" "you say!" "I need money. I want you to send me three hundred taels of silver every ten days. When you come, you must not be known by anyone." Duguchi didn't say why he spent so much money, and Xiao Fang didn't ask either. "I want you to kill someone for me!" He actually wanted Xiao Fang to kill for him! "We are not friends. As swordsmen, we are not only ruthless, nameless, and tearless, but also have no friends." Duguchi said, "We are born enemies, because you also learn swordsmanship, and I want to defeat you, no matter what you have done for me , I still want to beat you." He continued slowly: "You should also know that under my sword, defeat is death!" Xiao Fang knows. "So you can reject me, I will never blame you." Dugu Chi said: "What I want you to do is not easy." These two things are indeed not easy. Sending three hundred taels of silver every ten days, this amount is not small, Xiao Fang is not rich, in fact, now he has nothing in his pocket. Xiao Fang is not a person who is willing to kill. He should reject Dugu Chi, they are not friends at all, they are enemies. He might die under Duguchi's sword, and he already had this ominous premonition when they first met. But he couldn't refuse him. He could not reject an enemy who could trust him completely in times of real danger. "I can promise you." Xiao Fang said, "It's just that there are two things I must ask first." The first thing he would ask was: "Are you sure no one else will ever find this place?" Although this place is hidden, it is not an inaccessible place. Duguchi's answer was very positive: "The former owner of this place was a hermit and a swordsman. His people respected him very much, and no one has ever disturbed him." Duguchi said: "No one wants to get me. will come here." "why?" "Because that hermit swordsman died under my sword." Dugu Chi said: "Two months ago, I came here and assassinated him under the ancient tree outside." Xiao Fang took a deep breath before asking, "Is that child his son?" "yes." "You killed his father, but you hid here, asking him to take you in and keep your secret?" "I know he will keep a secret for me." Dugu Chi said: "Because he wants revenge, he must never let me die in the hands of others. In the whole world, only I can teach him the sword technique that can defeat me .” "Are you willing to teach him this sword technique?" "I have promised him." Dugu Chi said indifferently: "I hope he can avenge his father and also assassinate me under his sword." Xiao Fang's fingertips were cold. It's not that he can't understand this kind of emotion, human nature is full of many such sharp and painful contradictions.Just because he understands it, he feels terrible. Dugu Chi will definitely keep his promise, and that kid will probably become a more ruthless swordsman than him in the future.Sooner or later, Dugu Chi would be killed, and then another ruthless swordsman would come to assassinate him. For people like them, life is by no means the most important thing, whether it is someone else's life or their own. They live only to accomplish one thing, to achieve a purpose, and they will never take anything else to heart. The sun is everywhere outside the door, and the birds are chirping under the eaves.Life is so beautiful, why do some people treat it so contemptuously? Xiao Fang stood up slowly, now he only had one last thing to ask: one thing, two questions. "Why do you want me to kill?" he asked, "Who do you want me to kill?" "Because if he doesn't die first, I will never be able to do what I want to do." Duguchi answered the previous question first: "Only Bu Ying can crush my sword-holding hand, but this person can break my heart." sword." There is no sword in the heart, if the sword is already in the heart, who else can break it? To break the sword of a person's heart, one must first break that heart. A ruthless, nameless and tearless swordsman, how could his heart be broken? In Duguchi's indifferent eyes, a strange change suddenly occurred, like a sharp weapon that had already killed people, and was suddenly thrown into the furnace for casting it. No one could have imagined that there would be such a strong, painful and fiery expression in his eyes: "It's a woman, a witch. As soon as I see her, I can't control myself at all. Although I know she is such a woman, I still can't get rid of her. If she doesn't die, I will be tortured and enslaved by her for the rest of my life." Xiao Fang didn't ask who this woman was. He dared not ask. He suddenly had a thought deep in his heart that made him terribly afraid. He suddenly remembered the ferocious and ugly face of that brain-sucking Rakshasa ghost girl on the mural under the flickering light of the ancient temple, as if it had suddenly turned into another woman's face. A face of pure beauty. Duguchi continued to talk again—— "I know she must have also arrived in Lhasa, because she will never let Buying go, and she will never let me go." Xiao Fang heard his own voice asking, "Why?" "Because Bu Ying is a cat thief, definitely!" Dugu Chi said: "She will definitely come to Lhasa with Bu Ying, and she also has a secret place to hide in Lhasa." "Where?" "It's right in the center of the Potala Palace, next to the 'Red Palace' where the Dalai Lama shelters from the cold, in a small meditation room." Dugu Chi said: "Only she can go deep into the center of the Potala Palace, because lamas are also Man, no man can refuse her request." Xiao Fang has already walked out. He didn't want to hear it anymore, he didn't want to hear Duguchi say the woman's name. But Dugu Chi had already spoken out. "Her name is Bowa." His voice was also full of pain: "Since you have promised me, now you have to kill her for me!"