Chapter 53 The fifty-second battle of wits

It was not easy to make Lu Xiaofeng respect and fear him.Many people think that Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship has surpassed that of Zhongyuan Dianhong, and has reached the peak of swordsmanship, reaching the highest state of "no one, no self, ruthless, and no sword". Only those who have reached this level can control the power of the sword so precisely. But there are absolutely not many people who can reach this level.After reaching this state, he absolutely refused to kill casually. If you are not worthy to let him draw your sword, even if you kneel down and beg him, he will never hurt you.

Who is the murderer this time? How could a swordsman who had reached his peak attack an ordinary and hard-working couple? No one saw how the couple died?Does anyone know who they are?No one can understand how precise and terrifying the fatal sword is. So many people are asking Xiao Fang. "Who are they? Who are you? Do you know them?" Xiao Fang originally wanted to ask these people many things, but he didn't.Because he suddenly discovered another strange thing, he suddenly found that the woman who was sitting on the wheelbarrow and holding her daughter seemed to have known him before.

Two rootless people meet by chance and break up when they are slightly drunk after drinking, when they are lonely and frustrated, and when they really want to find someone to confide their feelings to. After a long time, they met again by chance, and they both felt deja vu.Maybe it's just a hasty glance, maybe a faint smile at each other, and then they broke up, because they would rather keep the faint feelings of the past in their hearts. A little bit of emotion, a little bit of sadness, how chic and beautiful. But Xiao Fang absolutely does not have such feelings now.It wasn't because the woman he thought he had known was dead, but because there was no such subtle affection between them.

He couldn't remember when and where he had seen this woman.It was as if he couldn't remember who the girl who rode past on a green mule was. But just when he was about to stop thinking about it, he suddenly remembered it. Because he suddenly saw the woman's feet. In the relationship between men and women, "feet" can never be regarded as an important part.But there are many men who pay attention to women's feet. In fact, Xiao Fang didn't see the woman's feet, only the shoes on her feet. The clothes she wore were plain and ordinary.A short jacket made of cheap flowered cloth, and a long blue cloth skirt that can just cover the feet.

Now she is on the ground, so her feet are exposed. She was wearing a pair of boots, very delicate and small boots.Anyone with a little experience in the world can see that there is a triangular piece of steel in this boot, hidden at the tip of the boot. These boots are called "sword boots".Like the arrow hidden in the sleeve, these boots are also a deadly weapon. Women who wear this kind of boots usually have practiced martial arts such as serial mandarin ducks and flying feet. Xiao Fang suddenly remembered that this woman was the braided girl who kicked the young guy's throat in the air that day in the pastry shop.

Although she didn't braid her hair today, her attire looked much older than that day. Xiao Fang still believed that he was absolutely right. ——So this couple is definitely not from Jiangnan, they were sent by Banchabana. ——Of course they are not a real couple, they just want to use this form to cover their actions. ——A young couple from a foreign country, with a child who is waiting to be fed, this form is undoubtedly the best cover. ——The action tasks of people like them are usually to kill people. These points are beyond doubt, the question is: —Who are they going to kill?

——If it was Xiao Fang they were going to kill, why didn't they do it just now? ——They clearly had a good chance just now.Strict and well-trained killers like them should know that once the opportunity is lost, it will never come again. The best answer to this question is: ——What they wanted to kill was not Xiao Fang.Of course it is definitely not Xiao Fang, because although Ban Chabana is not Xiao Fang's friend, he is not Xiao Fang's enemy, absolutely not. —Then who are they going to kill?Who killed them? ——They are all assassins secretly trained by Banchabana, and Banchabana will never send them out to kill people unless it is absolutely necessary.

——So their mission is absolutely confidential and absolutely necessary.What they want to kill is no different from the person who must be put to death in Panchapa. ——Although Panchabana has few friends, he also has few enemies.In such a prosperous but ordinary border town, how could there be someone he would not hesitate to pay such a high price to assassinate? --Who is this guy? A more important question is: ——In this prosperous but ordinary town, how can there be such a swordsman who can stab the well-trained killer of Banchabana's subordinates at the side of the road? Cold night, reverse journey, lonely lamp.

There is wine under the lamp.Dull wine, undrinked wine.Xiao Fang is under the lamp. There are still many questions to think about.There are many questions that he should have to think about, but he didn't think about it. He was thinking of a thing that had nothing to do with the problem, a person who had nothing to do with these problems. What he was thinking about was the single girl who was only sixteen or seventeen years old at most, wearing a short blue padded jacket, and riding past him on a green mule. The girl who seemed to have known each other but seemed to have never seen it before.

He was sure that he would never be wrong. That girl has absolutely never had any relationship with him, no old love.But he suddenly thought of it. Although he wanted to think about other things worth thinking about, but what he thought of was always the girl who was sitting sideways on the green mule, that beautiful girl who seemed to be smiling, but also didn't seem to be smiling. --What laughing? Is it a smile or not?If it's a laugh, why laugh?Why would a girl who has never met before laugh at a strange man?If it's not a smile, why would a young girl smile at a strange man instead of smiling?

If they really knew each other, why did she smile and not smile?Laugh without laughing? The cold night is coming to an end, and the dim lights are dying.The dirty wine is gone, the sleeping traveler is about to wake up, and the sleeping traveler should have slept long ago. Xiao Fang is tired. There was a sound of "wave", a soft, soft sound, the lights scattered and the lights went out. The sky lantern has not yet been lit, and the sky has not yet dawned.Cold and lonely, lonely and cramped, dirty and cheap, the Nilu small room suddenly became colder and darker. Xiao Fang was lying in the dark on the cold bed when he suddenly heard a sound.There was a soft, soft sound, just like the light sound when the lamp is dying. He heard no other voices, he saw nothing.However, every sensitive part of his body, every sensitive muscle, and every sensitive nerve suddenly tightened. Because he suddenly felt a murderous aura. Murderous intent cannot be grasped, touched, heard or seen.Only people who kill without calculation and sharp weapons that kill without calculation can have this kind of murderous aura. Only a person who kills without counting carries this kind of sharp weapon that kills without counting, and will have this murderous aura when he wants to kill. Only people like Xiao Fang would feel this murderous aura.Although all the muscles in his whole body were tense, he jumped up from the cold and hard wooden bed all at once. Just when he jumped up like a carp in the Yellow River, he saw the sword light that could have stabbed him on the bed. If he is not Xiao Fang. If he hadn't had those terrible and valuable experiences. If he didn't feel that murderous aura. Then he must be stabbed on the bed like the young couple who were assassinated by the roadside. The sword light flashed and the sword sounded. The sword made no sound.The sound of the sword that Xiao Fang heard was the sound of the blade piercing the bed.When he heard the sound, the blade had pierced the plank.The place where the sword edge pierced was originally his heart, but what the sword edge pierced now was just a piece of wood. ——No matter what kind of sword this sword is, this sword must be in the hands of one person. — No matter what kind of person this person is, this person must still be at the bedside. Xiao Fang's body jumped up like a carp.Every muscle, every ounce of strength in the whole body has been fully utilized.His body suddenly turned over again, and then he jumped straight down, towards a place where he was sure there should be someone. He was right. He caught a man. The sword edge is still between the bed boards, and the hilt is still in the hand. So Xiao Fang caught this person. This person was caught by Xiao Fang, and he fell down.Xiao Fang grabbed this person, so Xiao Fang also fell down. Both of them fell to the ground, but the feelings of the two people must be different. why? The person who was thrown down by Xiao Fang, the person who thought he would kill Xiao Fang with a single sword, but now he is thrown down by Xiao Fang instead, must feel very surprised, feared and disappointed in his heart. Xiao Fang felt even more surprised.Because he suddenly discovered that the person he threw down, grabbed and hugged was actually a woman. A very fragrant, very soft, very petite woman. He couldn't see the woman.I can't see what kind of clothes this woman is wearing, and I can't see what this woman looks like.But he saw the woman's eyes. A pair of bright eyes. A pair of eyes that he felt as if he had seen them before. Both had eyes, and both eyes were wide open.You stare at me, I stare at you. Xiao Fang is sure that he must have seen this woman, and must have seen these eyes.But I just can't remember when or where I saw it. "Who are you?" Xiao Fang asked, "Why did you kill me?" The woman suddenly smiled, very strangely and sweetly. "You can't remember who I am?" She giggled and said, "You are really not human, you are a bastard." Just when she was smiling the sweetest, another deadly weapon in her hand reached Xiao Fang's throat. Every woman has hands. There are many kinds of women, and there are many kinds of women's hands.Some very smart women have clumsy hands; some women are very delicate but have thick hands. This woman is not only beautiful, but also very clean.She wore clothes as if they had just been taken from a tailor, her hair looked as if it had just been combed, and there was not even mud visible on the soles of her shoes. Oddly enough, she had mud in her nails. She held a small bug in her hand, a black bug.She pinched the worm with the tips of two fingers, and put the worm on Xiaofang's Adam's apple. "Do you know what this is?" she asked Xiao Fang. Xiao Fang didn't need to answer this question at all, and he didn't bother to answer it.Even a three-year-old would know it was a bug. But the woman said, "If you think it's just a worm, you're totally wrong." "Oh?" Xiao Fang asked, "Isn't this a worm?" The girl who caught the worm smiled: "Of course it is a worm. Even a fool should be able to see that it is a worm, but there are many kinds of worms." "What kind of worm are you?" "It's the kind that can eat people." The girl said, "As soon as I let go, it will drill into your throat, into your blood vessels, into your bones, and take your brains. Bone marrow and blood were all drained." She smiled again: "It's only natural that people eat birds and birds eat insects. But insects sometimes eat people too." Xiao Fang also laughed, because he had already remembered who this girl was. In Lhasa, in the mysterious and majestic ancient temple, under the mysterious light that has confused countless people since ancient times, and in front of the bluestone shrine that has been blackened by the smoke and fire of believers, take him to see the witch sucking The mural of the human brain, the one who forced him to swear in front of the painting was her. In Lhasa, she was the one who took him to the mysterious bird house to meet Dugu Chi. She was a dirty kid covered in mud back then. Now she is a clean and pretty little beauty with a little mud in her nails. These two people could never be the same person, but Xiao Fang believes that he will never be wrong this time. "I remember you." Xiao Fang said, "I already recognized you." "Of course you should know me." The girl didn't even mean to deny it: "If you don't know me, you're not only a bastard, but a pig, a dead pig." She was laughing like a little girl teasing a very nice little boy. But there was no smile in her eyes at all, not even the slightest hint of a joke. "As I said just now, as soon as I let go, this bug can suck you dry immediately." She asked Xiao Fang: "Do you believe it?" "I believe." "Do you want me to let go?" "In no mood." "Then let me go first." The girl gently rubbed Xiao Fang's hand strangling her throat with her smooth and soft chin: "It's very uncomfortable to do this." Xiao Fang was also laughing.Because not only has he recognized who this girl is, but there are many things that he couldn't figure out before, but now he has figured it out. ——This girl is nearby, and Dugu Chi is also nearby. ——Dugu Chi is Panchabana's opponent, probably the most terrifying opponent that Panchabana considers. ——The woman in the sword boots is no different from the person sent by Ban Chapa to spy on Dugu Chi's whereabouts. ——not assassination, but spying.Because of course Panchabana should understand that it is not an easy task to assassinate Duguchi. ——Even though she was only a detective, she was assassinated by this girl's sword. The murderous sword has been shot down, but the deadly poisonous insect is still in her hand. Xiao Fang was still laughing, but the girl stopped laughing.Staring at Xiao Fang with a pair of big bright eyes. "Did you hear what I just said?" "I heard it clearly." Xiao Fang said, "I heard it very clearly." "Will you let me go?" "Don't let go." The girl's eyes were like spikes, she stared at Xiao Fang fiercely, and asked Xiao Fang fiercely, "Do you want to die?" "In no mood." "Then why don't you let it go?" asked the girl. "Because of three reasons." Xiao Fang said: "First, you came to kill me. I won't let you go. At most two people will die together. Before I become a human being, your neck will be broken too. If I let go , you will definitely not let go, then your neck will not be broken, but I will become a human." "Reasonable." "Second." Xiao Fang said, "Now you seem to be threatening me. It happens that I don't like being threatened." "What about the third?" "There is no third place." Xiao Fang replied, "No matter who I tell anyone, these two reasons are enough." The girl laughed again. "No wonder others say you are a deadly Xiao Fang." She looked at Xiao Fang: "You are really, really deadly." After saying this, she suddenly did something very unexpected.She suddenly crushed the bug in her hand to death. Whoever manages to do something that feels unexpected usually feels very happy and proud. This girl is no exception. She looked at Xiao Fang and smiled happily. "I'm sure you can't imagine why instead of putting this bug on your Adam's apple, I crushed it to death instead." Xiao Fang really couldn't think of it. This girl didn't let Xiao Fang bother to think about it, she told her why. "Because even if I want to kill you, I will use my sword, not this bug." She puffed up her chest and said proudly, "I am a swordsman. If a swordsman wants to kill, he should use her sword." Xiao Fang had to admit this, and also had to admit that she could already be regarded as a swordsman. No matter who can use that kind of precise and effective swordsmanship, stab people's vital points, and take people's lives in an instant, they can definitely be regarded as a swordsman, a first-class swordsman.But now this first-class swordsman suddenly giggled like a little girl. "What's more, I just caught this little bug from the ground. If you put it on your Adam's apple, it will feel a little itchy at best, and it will only scare you at best." Xiao Fang didn't expect this time. Being fooled is never funny, at least not to him. The girl said again: "Actually, I don't really want to kill you, I just want to try my sword with you. Try if I can kill you." Xiao Fang looked at her coldly and asked her, "Have you tried it now?" "Ok." "Can you kill it?" "It seems impossible to kill." "Do you want me to try it?" "try what?" "Try if I can kill you." "I don't want to." The girl cried out, "I don't want to at all." Xiao Fang smiled this time. But just when he started laughing, he suddenly did something very unexpected. He suddenly let go of the hand that was pinching her neck, and hit her buttocks hard three times. The girl screamed again, louder. "Why did you hit me?" "You want to kill me, why can't I hit you?" "How can you hit me in this place?" "If you are a lady, of course I can't hit you; if you are a swordsman, I certainly can't hit you." Xiao Fang said: "In my eyes, it's a pity that you are still covered in mud and dripping A dirty child with a snot playing with bugs." He slapped her hard again and said, "You go." This time she didn't smile. A mature girl, a swordsman who can draw a sword to kill in an instant, is still regarded as a child with a runny nose.Even if someone finds this kind of thing ridiculous, she can't laugh at herself. But she didn't leave either. She jumped up suddenly, leaped in the air, turned over in the air, shot in the air, and pulled out the sword between the bed boards. The sword was already in her hand when she landed. With a sword in hand, even Xiao Fang can no longer see her as a child with a runny nose. With the sword in hand, her expression, attitude, imposing manner and smile have completely changed. Xiao Fang suddenly thought of Bu Ying again.On a quieter night, when he was slightly tipsy after drinking, Bu Ying suddenly said something to him that was hard to understand. "A swordsman's sword is sometimes like money." Bu Ying said, "In some respects it's almost the same." "Like money?" Xiao Fang didn't understand: "How could a swordsman's sword look like money?" "Whether a swordsman has a sword in his hand is like whether a person has money, it can often change everything about them." This sentence is still unclear, so Bu Ying explained: "If a swordsman Without a sword in hand, without money by one's side, or without rice in an empty rice bag, all of them cannot stand up." Xiao Fang understood what Bu Ying meant, and he has not forgotten it until now. Now that the girl has stood up, her attitude has suddenly become very calm, cold and composed. "You did have a chance to kill me just now, but it's different now." She said, "It wasn't because my sword skills were inferior to yours that I missed just now. Do you want to try again now?" Xiao Fang's sword is not on his body, but on the bed.But he could draw his sword as soon as he reached out.Since he got it back again, he hasn't left it out of his reach. The girl stared at his hand: "I will give you a chance to draw your sword." Whether to draw the sword or not to draw it is just a matter of second thought, and a decision must be made in an instant. At this moment, Xiao Fang didn't make a decision, but thought of many strange questions. He asked himself: ——If it was Bu Ying, would he draw his sword in this situation? His answer to himself was: no. Because this girl is not yet worthy to let Bu Ying draw her sword. Xiao Fang asked himself again—if it was Ban Chabana, would he draw his sword in this situation? The answer he gave himself was also negative: no. Because if it was really Panchabana here, this girl would already be a dead person.Panchabana didn't even need to draw her sword, she was already dead. ——Why did Banchabana draw his sword by himself when he killed someone? Xiao Fang is not Ban Chabana, nor Bu Ying.He drew his sword, and slowly stretched out his hand to draw it. His opponent watched him pull out his "magic eye" with a strange expression, but he didn't make a move. ——When two swords strike each other, there must be sparks in and out. ——When two people who rely on the sword for their lives face each other with their swords, their questions must have the murderous aura of the sword. But not between them.Xiao Fang has a sword in his hand, but although he has a sword in his hand, he doesn't have it in his eyes. "You want me to draw the sword, you want to try me with the sword." He asked her, "Why don't you do it?"