Chapter 32 Chapter 2 The Goldfish in the Small Building

one Zhuifengsou is still smoking. I don't know if it's because the tobacco leaves are too wet?Or is it stuffed too tightly?The pipe had not been lit for a long time. The paper media has burned out. Zhuifengsou's smoking posture is very strange. He holds the pipe with the thumb, index finger and middle finger of his left hand, and his ring finger and little finger are slightly raised. Fu Hongxue used his thumb and forefinger to hold the media, while the other three fingers were slightly bent. Zhuifengsou's ring finger and little finger were less than seven inches away from Fu Hongxue's wrist.

Neither of them moved their bodies, nor did they raise their heads, only the burning paper was shining and shining. The flame was about to reach Fu Hongxue's hand, but he didn't seem to feel it at all. At this moment, with a "huh", the tobacco leaves in the pipe were finally ignited. Zhuifengsou's ring finger and little finger seemed to move, and Fu Hongxue's three bent fingers also moved. Their movements were quick, but very slight, and they stopped after a movement. So Fu Hongxue forced a step, Zhui Fengsou started to smoke, the two of them kept their heads down from beginning to end, and neither of them looked at each other.

"It seems that they have ended the duel?" Goldfish asked Mr. Wang: "It seems that there is no winner in this duel, but I believe that one side must win." "yes." "Who won?" "Zuifengsou has been waiting for an opportunity, but Fu Hongxue didn't give him a chance. In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore. His ring finger and little finger were eager to try, and there were delicate changes hidden in every movement of his fingers. "Mr. Wang said: "However, Fu Hongxue's three bent fingers immediately sealed every change in him."

Goldfish listened very carefully. "Although the two of them just moved their fingers, the situation is ever-changing, and life and death are at stake." Mr. Wang said, "The crisis between them will never be less than that of others killing and slashing with a long knife and a sharp sword." "So it's Fu Hongxue who won." "yes." two As soon as the cigarette was lit, Fu Hongxue retreated to the place where he was standing. Zhuifengsou took a deep breath on his cigarette, and then slowly raised his head, as if he had never seen Fu Hongxue until now.

"You're here?" Chasing Wind said with a smile. "yes." "You are late." "Better late than never." "I just hope you don't come." "I'm here." "Since you're here, please." The Old Man Chasing Wind said, "Please go to the hall." The goldfish is still looking at the "telescope", looking very carefully, and its mouth seems to be moving slightly. Seeing her action, Mr. Wang suddenly smiled, and suddenly asked: "I know you can do something that few people can learn." "What's up?"

"Read lips." "Lip reading?" "Yes." Mr. Wang said: "As long as you can see the shape of a person's mouth when he is speaking, you can know what he is talking about." "You seem to know a lot about me." When he said this, Jinyu didn't show any displeasure, and even smiled: "Of course you should know a lot, otherwise why would you keep me here?" Where is she?" Mr. Wang smiled before asking, "Who is talking now?" "It's Fu Hongxue." Jinyu said, "He said it's better to be late than never."

Mr. Wang smiled. Zhuifengsou immediately said: "I only hope that you don't want to come." The goldfish looked at the "telescope" and said: "Fu Hongxue replied, 'I have come'." Mr. Wang smiled and nodded. Goldfish's lips were moving, and then she continued: "Since you are here, please, please go to the hall." Having said that, she slowly put down the "telescope", but there was a look of doubt on her face. "What's wrong?" Mr. Wang asked. "Hall?" Jinyu looked at him, "Why did you invite Fu Hongxue to the hall?"

"The guest is here, of course we will entertain him in the lobby." Mr. Wang smiled: "Are you going to entertain him in your room?" For this joke, Jinyu not only didn't laugh, but sighed: "I'm not a three-year-old kid, so why do you bother me?" She stared at him, and said: "Fu Hongxue was able to find this place from Wanmatang, because he must have become very suspicious of the 'Monkey Garden', and maybe he has a lot of clues. Talking and laughing freely, not rushing or panicking, there must be a way to deal with him." Mr. Wang nodded in satisfaction.

"I just can't figure out why you didn't lead him to your secret room full of murder traps, but instead brought him to the hall?" Goldfish asked Mr. Wang, "Why?" Mr. Wang didn't say the reason right away. He smiled first, then walked to the table, poured a glass of wine, took a sip slowly, and waited for the wine to flow down his throat before opening his mouth. "There are three things you must know." Mr. Wang said with a smile, "First, Fu Hongxue was able to find this place because of the clues I arranged for him, otherwise he would never doubt the 'Monkey Garden' for the rest of his life. Second, I That secret murder trap is usually very effective when used against other people, but against Fu Hongxue, I guarantee it is of no use at all."

"why?" "Because he was trained by Yin Baifeng, Princess Baifeng of the Demon Sect." Mr. Wang said, "I guarantee that there is no one in the world who can beat the Demon Sect. .” "It was you who entertained him in the living room." Mr. Wang pointed at the goldfish. "Me?" Jinyu was slightly startled: "I entertain him?" "yes." Stepping into the hall, the first thing Fu Hongxue saw was a painting, a horizontal scroll four feet seven feet long, hanging on the opposite wall. Although the painting is very large, the scene in the painting is very simple. There is only a woman sitting on a chair, holding a baby in her arms and breastfeeding.

The baby is a boy, but the woman is a wind chime. The wind chime in the painting is as beautiful as she is. The child she holds in her arms is wearing a flowered dress and a red hat. It seems that she is only two or three months old, but she is already chubby and very cute. But there is a pair of big eyes with indifferent and lonely eyes. ——Could it be that the child held in the arms of the wind chime in the painting is his own flesh and blood, the blood in his blood? Impossible, impossible. It's only been about ten days since I spent a night with Fengling, so how could I have given birth to a child? Then the meaning of this painting is to remind Fu Hongxue that the wind chime is in "his" hands, and the future children will also be in "his" hands.Looking at this painting, Fu Hongxue had no expression on his face, but in his heart, he wished so much to go and hug the child in the painting. But he had to endure and be calm. Because who is the master who painted this picture?What kind of person is he?What kind of danger is there? All these must be dealt with calmly and absolutely calmly. Of course, this hall is more than four feet seven feet high. Besides this painting, there are also various weapons hanging on the white walls. Among them are the huge stone axes that people used to hunt animals long before the discovery of ancient bronze and iron, the spears and square lances used by soldiers of the Warring States Period when they fought on the battlefield, the Qinglong Yanyue Knife used by the legendary martial saint Guan Yu, and the Jianghu. An extremely rare outer door weapon spanning a tiger basket and a curved sword. But most of them are knives. Single sword, double sword, Yanling sword, ghost head sword, golden back machete, Jie sword, nine ring sword, gold sword without purple scales... There is even a ghost sword that is more than ten feet long. But what shocked Fu Hongxue the most was the pitch-black knife. The knife as black as death was exactly the same as the knife in his hand. three Thousands of weapons have not covered the walls, so one can imagine how wide the hall is. The hall is covered with so many weapons, but the floor is covered with a very complete Persian carpet, making the hall feel indescribably warm and comfortable. Everything in the hall was carefully selected. Fu Hongxue had never been to such a gorgeous and noble place in his life. Except for the weapons and furniture, the whole hall was quiet and a little cold. After Fu Hongxue looked around, he stood there motionless, his eyes seemed to be looking at the mural, and seemed to have landed on a distant place through the mural. After standing there for an unknown amount of time, a strange sound suddenly sounded in the hall that was completely dead. The sound came from outside the hall, monotonous, short, sharp, terrifying, one after another, non-stop. The swords on the wall flashed coldly under the lamp, and the four-foot-seven-foot-long horizontal scroll was undoubtedly a masterpiece in the painting. Fu Hongxue didn't even look at it anymore. At this moment when the situation was unclear, he absolutely couldn't Get distracted by anything. But now he couldn't concentrate anymore, the short and sharp voice kept ringing, like a steel awl was constantly beating his nerves. But from the looks of it, Fu Hongxue was still standing motionless, not disturbed by the sudden sound at all. After an unknown amount of time passed like this, a new voice came out amidst the sharp and short sound. That was the sound of someone opening the door. The door knocker rang, and Fu Hongxue's eyes immediately caught a door opening on the left side of the hall. A beautiful woman in yellow was standing at the door and staring at him. This woman in yellow looks like Fengling, but she is not Fengling, she is much younger than Fengling. Her beauty is different from that of wind chimes, Feng Ling is so mature and charming, she is so fresh and pure, with a long yellow skirt swaying in the wind, she looks like a goldfish wagging its tail in the water. She came in and closed the door gently.They walked past Fu Hongxue and walked to the center of the hall before turning to face him. "I know you are Fu Hongxue." Her voice was as pure as her person: "But you definitely don't know who I am?" Of course Fu Hongxue didn't know who she was, but he didn't want to ask, so this goldfish-like woman had no choice but to speak again. "My surname is Jin, and I can be regarded as the hostess here, so you can call me Mrs. Jin." She spoke very bluntly, obviously not the kind of pretentious woman: "If you think this name is too vulgar, you can also call me Jinyu." This woman in a yellow dress was, of course, the goldfish that Fu Hongxue watched with the "telescope" upstairs. "Goldfish is my nickname." Goldfish smiled and said, "My friends like to call me by that name." "Madam Jin." Fu Hongxue said coldly. He is not her friend, and he has no friends. Of course the goldfish understood what he meant, but still smiled happily. "No wonder people say you are a weirdo, you really are." Goldfish said with a smile, "Everyone who has been here is right. These weapons are very interesting, but you don't seem to even look at them." These weapons are indeed high-quality goods. It is indeed not easy to collect so many weapons, and it is not easy to see them. Few people who practice martial arts are willing to miss this kind of opportunity. But Fu Hongxue seemed to dismiss it. Jinyu suddenly turned around and went to the wall, and took off a simple, dark and heavy iron sword: "Do you recognize who used this sword?" Fu Hongxue just glanced at it: "This is the sword used by Guo Songyang." "Sure enough." Goldfish held up the iron sword: "Although this is just a counterfeit, its shape, weight, length, and even the iron used for making the sword are absolutely the same as the old Songyang iron sword. The swords are exactly the same." —Exactly the same?Weapons can be imitated exactly the same, but what about people? "Even this sword tassel was made by the old lady of the Guo family." Jinyu said, "Except for the iron sword handed down by their family, it is probably very difficult to find another one in the whole world. " She hung up the sword, and took off a long whip, the black light shone like a spirit snake. "This is used by Ximenrou." Fu Hongxue said, "This divine snake whip ranks seventh in the weapon list." "Since you recognize this snake whip, of course you also recognize the diamond crutch used by Zhuge Gang." She put down the long whip, but took off a pair of meteor hammers from the diamond crutch. "Wind and rain make a difference." Fu Hongxue said, "It ranks thirty-fourth on the weapons list." "good eyesight." Her tone was full of admiration, she hung up the meteor hammer, and took off a pair of iron rings: "In the past, the money gang dominated the martial arts, and the leader Shangguan Jinhong was so powerful that they used this pair of dragon and phoenix rings." "this is not." "no?" "This is the Passionate Ring." Fu Hongxue said, "It is the unique weapon of the disciples of Northwest Iron Ring." "How can a murderous weapon be called sentimental?" "Because as soon as it hits the opponent's weapon, it will linger on, just like a passionate person." A strange expression suddenly appeared on his pale face: "Love is so dear, entangled to the bone, sea dry and stone rot, until death Go on and on, isn't a passionate person always a murderer?" "Love is what you love, it never dies, sometimes it not only hurts others, but also hurts yourself." Jinyu sighed and said. "I'm afraid it's usually me who hurts myself." "Yes, usually you are the one who hurts yourself." The two faced each other silently, and after a while, Jinyu smiled sweetly and said again: "Is there any weapon here that you don't recognize?" "No." "Every weapon here has its origin, and it was once a sensation in the rivers and lakes. It is not too difficult to recognize them." Jinyu said with a smile. "There is nothing really difficult in the world." "It's a pity that although some weapons have long been famous all over the world, and they are useless to kill, no one has ever seen their true colors, for example..." "Romantic Swordsman?" "That's right, Xiao Li's flying knife has never failed. Even Shangguan Jinhong, who is known as invincible in martial arts, will inevitably be killed by the knife. It is indeed the best knife in the world." People have seen the knife." ——The light of the knife flashed, and it entered the throat. Who can see clearly the length and shape of the knife? "So until today, this is still the biggest mystery in martial arts." Yu said, "We have worked hard, but we still can't make a similar throwing knife." "Little Li Fei Dao cannot be counterfeited." Fu Hongxue said coldly. Goldfish suddenly smiled mysteriously: "Fortunately, we don't have to imitate anymore." She raised her hand suddenly, and suddenly there was a throwing knife in her hand. A flying knife three inches long and seven minutes long. Seeing the flying knife in Jinyu's hand, Fu Hongxue's eyes suddenly frowned: "Little Li flying knife?" "Yes." Goldfish said with a smile, "It's like a fake Xiao Li Feidao." "Where's Ye Kai?" Fu Hongxue asked suddenly. "Ye Kai?" Jinyu was taken aback, "Why did you suddenly ask him?" Fu Hongxue stared at the knife in her hand: "This is Ye Kai's flying knife." "Oh?" she asked, "Why do you say that this is Ye Kai's throwing knife, not Li Xun Huan's?" "Hero Li has been roaming the rivers and lakes for forty or fifty years, and he has not appeared in the rivers and lakes for at least twenty or thirty years." Fu Hongxue said: "When others are in the rivers and lakes, it is difficult for people to see throwing knives. , not to mention not showing up for a long time." He looked at the knife in her hand, and said, "Ye Kai disappeared a few days ago, and you all suddenly have flying knives. This kind of thing is equal to one plus one." Jinyu smiled: "That's right, this is Ye Kai's knife. As for where Ye Kai's people are, I will definitely let you know when you should know." Goldfish placed the flying knife next to the black knife like death, and then took off the black knife. The knife flashed, and the knife was out of its sheath. "I know this knife is not for people to see." Goldfish said with a smile, "I'm afraid even you rarely see it yourself." Fu Hongxue's face was pale, so pale that it was almost transparent, but his voice was even colder: "I know some people are the same." "people?" "Although some people have long been famous in the world and have nothing to kill, no one has ever seen their true colors." Fu Hongxue said coldly, "Just like the protagonist of 'Monkey Garden'." "Mr. Wang? " "yes." Goldfish smiled: "Is he famous? What's his name?" Fu Hongxue stared at her coldly. "The jade swordsman Wang Shansheng from Diancang, Shandong Kuaijiangong Zhengzhong, and Bawangzhuang's soul-seeking gun Wang Mingmo, these are all famous people in the world, but it is rare to see them." Fu Hongxue said coldly, "It's just that they are not. Master of the Monkey Park." "Why aren't they?" "They are too young. They have only been famous for twenty or thirty years, and everyone is between fifty and sixty." Fu Hongxue said, "Since a person is called an old man, he must be at least as old as It must be more than eighty." "Oh?" "So I counted and counted, and there was only one person who fit the bill." "Who?" "Wang Lianhua?" "Wang Lianhua?" Jinyu was stunned: "You mean Wang Lianhua, who is as famous as Shen Lang, Zhu Qi, and Panda?" "yes."