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Chapter 15 The second part sees parting again Chapter 1 Jianghu people

The style of that sword 古龙 3581Words 2018-03-13
Some people are like a sharp weapon made of refined steel, even if they are depressed, they still exist. There are always two kinds of people in this world. The purpose of a person's life is not to exist, but to burn, and only when burning can there be light. —Even if there is only a moment of light. The other kind of people will always only watch others burn and let the light of others illuminate themselves. What kind of person is a smart person?In fact, the third young master was not the only one who saw the fifteenth change in Yan Shisan's sword technique. When Yan Shisan used that sword, Tie Kaicheng had quietly arrived at the side of the decisive battle.

Tie Kaicheng is also the only "disciple" that Yan Shisan has "taught" but does not admit. ——"He must also want to see you very much, because although you are not his disciple, you are the only inheritor of his swordsmanship. He must hope that you can see his last sword." This is what the third young master said to Tie Kaicheng later. Therefore, the third young master is not the only one who can reproduce Yan Shisan's fifteenth form. Tie Kaicheng will too. If the "Poisonous Dragon" will be resurrected, it may not necessarily be on the third young master.

"Once you become a Jianghu person, you will always be a Jianghu person." This is what the third young master said to Tie Kaicheng. "Once you are Xie Xiaofeng, you will always be Xie Xiaofeng." This is Tie Kaicheng's answer. In fact, people living in rivers and lakes are like fallen leaves in the wind and duckweed in the water. Although they have no roots, they are bloody and loyal. Although they often live in misery, they neither blame heaven nor others. Because they are also colorful, rich and beautiful life. Although the road in the rivers and lakes is always unpredictable, as a person in the rivers and lakes, I still miss the things in the rivers and lakes.

"Since someone can find Wu Ma San again." Dai Tian looked at the wind vividly. "Someone can make this gas." "In this world, there are many things that are hard to guess." Feng Chuanshen also looked at Dai Tian. "Some people are willing to jump into the river, maybe some people can commit suicide?" Who can predict the things in this world? Dai Tian turned around and said with emotion, "Bury them properly!" They are Du Wuhen and Wen Huo. "I will." Feng Chuanshen said very righteously: "This is the rule of the 'Traveling God's Medicine Pavilion'."

really? Where there is sunrise, there is sunset, and therefore there is night. Where there are bad people, there are good people, so there are people who enforce the law. This is set in stone. It has also existed since Pangu opened the sky. But there is one kind that has existed since the beginning of heaven.That is—the evil cannot prevail over the good. --forever. Must be forever. It has been like this since time immemorial. It's still the same after a thousand years. The mansion of the palace is majestic and open. But at night, it always makes people feel an indescribably deserted and gloomy feeling.

Deserted maybe because it's so big. What about spooky? Tonight is cold, but the sky has a rare star. Although it is not as brilliant and diverse as summer night, it also has its poignant beauty and desolation. Director Zhu has been in the Nanwang Mansion for more than ten years, and it is not easy to survive from a young servant to the manager.Although he lived in the palace for so long, he didn't dare to walk alone in the garden at night. Vermilion is red. Mr. Zhu's name, let you know at a glance that it is about color. His surname is Zhu, and his single name is "Green".

vermilion. Mr. Zhu has three other brothers, all of whom are named after their colors. The boss Zhu Lan.The second child is Zhu Bai.Vermillion is the third child.The youngest is Zhu Qing. Mr. Zhu's parents must like all kinds of colors very much. The surname already has the meaning of color, and even the first name is directly taken from the color. Zhu Lu didn't like green clothes. Of course, I don't like the green hat even more. ——This point, as long as you are a man, you will definitely not like it. Tonight, Director Zhu wore a dark blue padded jacket, and reluctantly patrolled the Nanwang Mansion.

This is what he must do every night before going to bed. It is impossible for thieves to dare to steal things in the Nanwang Mansion. Mr. Zhu knows this better than anyone else, but he still has to patrol every night. ——A person lives, sometimes not only for himself, there are many people in this world who live for others. ——If you have already taken on a burden, you cannot let it go casually. Zhu Lu's burden is to go around every night knowing that no one will dare to steal things. After inspecting "Tingyue Xiaolou", Zhu Lu breathed a sigh of relief. He decided that after returning to his room, he must ask his wife to get up and cook some dishes for him, and then have a few drinks with him.

The moon is silent, how can the moon listen to it, because the moon is silent, so it can also listen. What I listen to is the silent moon, and what I listen to is the silence of that month. Isn't silence better than sound sometimes? There is no moon, but there are stars. The starlight quietly shines on the window paper. The moon is silent, and the stars are also silent. Tingyue Xiaolou is also quiet and pretty. It was midnight now, and it was a good time for people to fall asleep. Huawuyu has already fallen asleep. She lives in Tingyue Xiaolou. The Nanwang Mansion was quiet earlier.Yang Zheng, the Prince of the South, "lived in the pavilion to recuperate", and Master Dai waited on him.

This is a good time for the subordinates to relax, so those who should sneak out have already slipped out to play, and those who are lazy have already fallen asleep. Nanwang Mansion is as quiet and pretty as an empty city tonight. Suddenly a figure flashed out of the silent Tingyue Xiaolou, flying into the forest. The figure is slender, like a woman. She was dressed as a nocturnal traveler, with her head covered, only showing a pair of eyes shining with wisdom. She fell into the forest, looked around, jumped up lightly, and disappeared into the darkness in a flash. Silently landed in front of the prince's bedroom door again, the man in black swept his eyes, gently pushed the door open, and quickly entered.

The room was pitch black, but the night walkers searched as if they were in the past. Skillful and careful, one can tell that he is a professionally trained person. After a while, I searched the whole room, and the man in black seemed to have not found what she wanted from me. Wearing black night clothes, walking in the dark is like putting a grain of rice in a pile of rice. The night traveler flew out of the prince's bedroom, and flew into the master's study after only a few ups and downs. The study is also dark. Light and swift, the Night Walker searches around. She has searched one by one, what is she looking for? Jewelry, or valuables, or papers and letters, the search results are still disappointing. Nightwalker was a little annoyed, she looked around again, and when she turned around to go out from the window, suddenly a figure flew out of the window. The night walker was at the door, and his hands flew into the figure like sharp knives. Linked hands, fast and vicious. Her secret must not be known to the second person, so she must kill the flying figure. Sixty-six thirty-six strokes, only in the snap of the fingers, but still did not hurt the figure. When Ye Xingren was about to use his unique skills, he suddenly heard: "You should use your unique skills as soon as you make a move." Hearing this sentence, Ye Xingren immediately raised his hands and his eyes showed surprise. "You are—" "The sky is as blue as water, and the flying dragon is in the sky." "How many months?" Night walks the world. "The seventh day of March." It's a date, not a person's name.Maybe not a date, but a secret sign of an appointment. But now this code represents a person, who belongs to a very large secret organization. In the past four hundred years, there has never been a larger and more rigorous organization than the "Blue Dragon Club". It has 360 sub-rudders under it, distributed all over the world, represented by the lunar calendar. "Seventh day of March" represents the rudder owner of a sub-rudder under it. "It's you?" Nightwalker was surprised. "You must never have imagined that 'Seventh Day of March' is me." The starlight came in from the window and shone on this man's face, and there was no trace of deceit on this beautiful and pure face. This person is obviously Yinjing Xiaodie. She looked at Night Traveler with a grin. "Few people know that I am also a member of the 'Blue Dragon Society'." "It's really unexpected." Nightwalker sighed. "I never even dreamed." Because Jing Xiaodie smiled very "purely". "I didn't expect you to do it tonight." "If you miss tonight, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have this good opportunity again." "After tonight, the snake has been frightened, how can there be a good chance?" Yinjing Xiaodie smiled sarcastically. "Then in your opinion?" Ye Xingren seemed unable to see her ridicule of laughter. "I first came here when I was sixteen years old, and I also had the same mentality as you, and wanted to make contributions earlier." Jing Xiaodie even sighed nicely. "Oh! I almost lost my life in the end." "Oh!" "Yang Zheng seems to be a person with no intentions on the surface. If you think so, I advise you to order a coffin for yourself as soon as possible." Kunjing Xiaodie cried softly. "Dai Tian is an unimaginable person." "yes?" "No matter when, where, or where you are, as long as you have a conversation with Dai Tian, ​​even if it's just innocuous, he will make a record and archive it." Jing Xiaodie said: "Maybe this archive will last his whole life." You can’t use it, but as long as he wants to deal with you, then this file will become your weakness.” The Night Traveler listened carefully. "As long as anyone who has met him once, there is your information in his file." Jing Xiaodie said: "Including you and me." "Where's Yang Zheng?" Yexingren asked. "He even makes materials for the prince?" "yes." The eyes of night walkers fall on a place far away. "I think I have Dai Tian's weakness." "Wrong." Yinjing Xiaodie said. "why?" "Do you think knowing that he also made the prince a file is to have his weakness?" "what you think?" "If you think this is his weakness, then you are too sad." Jing Xiaodie seemed to sympathize with her. Night Walker was not angry at all, she just smiled. "What should I do now?" "Hurry up and go back to your room to sleep, and act as if nothing happened." "that's it?" "correct." "it is good." The Nightwalker turned and left. Sleepy Jing Xiaodie quietly looked at the night walker who was going away, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. She closed the window slowly, then opened the door, walked out easily, and closed the door again. Silence returned to the study. Is it really silent? Just a while after Yinjing Xiaodie closed the door and left, there were footsteps in the silent study room. Slight, but recognizable footsteps. A person walked out of the dark corner of the study room, walked to the starlight, stopped and stared out the window. Starlight sprinkled on his face, clearly seeing that he was the manager, Zhu Lu. Manager Zhu had been staying in the study just now, why didn't Sleepy Jing Xiaodie and Ye Xingren not notice? With experts like Yinjing Xiaodie and the others, why didn't they "feel that there is someone in the room? Is Zhu Lu's martial arts higher than theirs? Or is their police force not as high as their martial arts?neither. Since Jing Xiaodie and the others can be sent here as secret spies, how can they be poor?Can alertness be lowered? They didn't find Zhu Lu, that's only because Mr. Zhu is too ordinary. "ordinary". So ordinary that you don't feel that he is by your side. It's so ordinary that you don't pay attention. It's because he's so ordinary that you can't notice him. "Ordinary" is easy to say, but hard to do. How much pain does a person have to go through?How miserable?How much bitterness?In order to achieve - ordinary. From ordinary birth, then grow up, and then go out into the world in the society and do some extraordinary things. Find more "extraordinary" experiences from all the extraordinary. Some people will have extraordinary success. Some people get extraordinary failures. However, there are very few people who will get "ordinary" results. "Ordinary", what an ordinary word. But there are few people who can achieve two words——if you are an "ordinary" person, you must be living a very happy life. ordinary.God has given us this right since the beginning of heaven. However, we ignore it and don't want it. What a profound sorrow this is!
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