Chapter 33 Chapter 3 The Legend on Mount Everest

What happens in the rivers and lakes is ever-changing, and there are many fish and dragons. Almost in a hurry, something full of romance and passion, adventure and excitement may happen. Every generation in the rivers and lakes will have some characters. For example, in the era of Chu Liuxiang, there were Hu Tiehua, Ji Bingyan, Monk Wuhua, and the weaving son Yuan Suiyun... In the era of Li Xunhuan, there were Shangguan Jinhong, A Fei, Jing Wuming, Lin Xianer, and Sun Xiaohong. Shen Lang is Li Xunhuan's previous generation, but the story about him is still something that people talk about.

Wang Lianhua was an influential figure in Shen Lang's era. In that era, he had already become a legend. hot topic. The reason why he is so eye-catching is not because of his "both good and evil" personality, but his colorful martial arts. He knows a lot of martial arts, the most attractive of which is that with his hands, he can change people's appearance at will. His disguise technique is still the best in martial arts. When he became famous, although he was only in his twenties, but now, two generations have passed in the Jianghu. If he is still alive, he must be in his nineties at least.

Ninety years old may be an old man for ordinary people, but for Wang Lianhua, who is advanced in martial arts and number one in disguise, age will not leave too much marks on him. "Wang Lianhua?" Although the goldfish was stunned for a moment, it smiled again, and it seemed strange and mysterious. "How did you guess him?" Her silvery laughter was still ringing: "Why didn't you guess it was someone else? Fu Hongxue didn't answer this question, but he asked again: "When will he wait to find out?" come to see me? " "Soon." This sentence has undoubtedly admitted that the master of "Monkey Garden" is Mr. Wang Lianhua.

"Since it's almost there, why do you need to practice drawing your sword so hard now?" Fu Hongxue said coldly. ——The monotonous, short, sharp sound is still ringing, one after another, is this the sound of drawing a sword? "Swordsmanship is ever-changing, but drawing the sword is just the simplest action." Jinyu said, "The same is true for swordsmanship. How many years have you practiced drawing the sword?" "Eighteen years." "It's just such a simple movement, and you have practiced it for eighteen years?" Goldfish said. "I just wish I hadn't been able to practice more."

The goldfish stared at him, and suddenly said, "You are wrong this time." "Oh?" "You are wrong about two things." The goldfish smiled and said, "First, he is not drawing his sword." "No?" "He's drawing a knife." "Draw the sword?" Fu Hongxue's pupils suddenly shrank. "Second, he is not Wang Lianhua." "Isn't he?" Fu Hongxue was surprised again: "You said that the protagonist of 'Monkey Garden' is not Wang Lianhua?" "What she said is that the person who is practicing drawing the sword is not Wang Lianhua."

This voice was not that of a goldfish, it was a very kind and amiable voice, and it came from behind Fu Hongxue. The kind, amiable, gentle and calm voice shows that this person is well-bred and considerate. Duoliben is the other side of indifference. However, this voice was full of strange enthusiasm. A passion that borders on cruelty. If there is really a force capable of destroying everything between heaven and earth, it is undoubtedly produced from this "cruel passion". Only people like Wang Lianhua can have such terrible enthusiasm. Now he was behind Fu Hongxue, if he had a weapon in his hand, he could stab Fu Hongxue's vitals at any time.

Fu Hongxue didn't look back, nor did he move. He can't move. As soon as the voice sounded, he already felt an all-conquering and impenetrable murderous aura attacking his back. As long as he moved, no matter what he did, it might create a chance for the opponent to attack. Even the tightening of a single muscle may cause a fatal mistake. Although he knew that someone like Wang Lianhua would never attack him behind his back, he had to guard against it. Although his hair is gray and there are wrinkles of old people at the end of his eyes, there is kindness and wisdom, kindness and childish light in his eyes.

He stood behind Fu Hongxue with a kind and dignified face. After standing there for a while, he suddenly laughed, and his laughter was more elegant and polite. "Sure enough, he is worthy of being an unparalleled master in the world." Mr. Wang said. Fu Hongxue remained silent. But Jinyu opened his mouth: "He didn't even move, so you can tell that he is a master?" "Because he didn't move, he is an unparalleled master in the world." Mr. Wang said. "Is it harder to not move than to move?" Goldfish asked. "It's much more difficult." Mr. Wang said with a smile.

"I don't understand." "You should understand." Mr. Wang said, "If you were Fu Hongxue, what would you do if you knew that a person like me suddenly came behind you?" "I'm sure to be surprised." "It's inevitable to be surprised, to be vigilant, and to move." Mr. Wang said, "As long as you move, you will be dead." "why?" "Because you don't know where I will shoot, so no matter how you move, it may cause fatal mistakes." Mr. Wang said. "I understand." Goldfish said: "If an opponent like you suddenly gets behind a person, no one will inevitably be nervous. Even if the person does not move, the muscles on the back will inevitably cramp."

"But he didn't." Mr. Wang sighed: "Although I have been standing behind him for a long time, his whole body hasn't changed at all." "Now I finally understand that it is indeed much more difficult to stay still than to move." Goldfish also sighed. ——If you know that Wang Lianhua is standing behind you and can keep all the muscles relaxed, then your nerves must be much colder. "If he doesn't move, don't you have a chance to make a move?" Goldfish asked again. "Staying still is moving." Mr. Wang said with a smile: "The end point of all movements and changes is not moving."

"There are many empty doors, but there are no empty doors." Jinyu said: "Because the whole person has become empty, empty, and illusory, so you don't know where to start?" "I knew you would understand this truth." Mr. Wang smiled kindly. "But even I know that you won't shoot behind his back, so why wouldn't he know?" Goldfish asked again. Mr. Wang didn't answer right away, he sighed first, and then walked out from behind Fu Hongxue, his steps were peaceful and steady, he stopped in front of Fu Hongxue, then turned around, facing Fu Hongxue. "Because you are Fu Hongxue and I am Wang Lianhua." Fu Hongxue looked at Gong Lianhua coldly, and Wang Lianhua looked at Fu Hongxue lovingly. "She just said that the second thing you did wrong was that I was not the one who practiced drawing swords outside." Wang Lianhua said with a smile. Fu Hongxue still didn't move. "In the past hundred years, there have been a forest of famous knives in the rivers and lakes, and there are eighty-six new knives, which are ever-changing and each has its own unique moves." Wang Lianhua said: "Some of the knives' moves are so weird that it is unimaginable. But there is still only one movement for drawing the knife." "It's not just one." Fu Hongxue finally said, "There's only one that's the fastest." "What kind?" "The simplest one is the fastest one," Fu Hongxue said. "It has to go through thousands of changes before it can return to its original nature." Wang Lianhua said. ——For all the changes in martial arts, the word "fast" cannot be changed at all. "The man outside worked hard for five years before he found this method." Wang Lianhua said, "It's just such a simple movement. He has been practicing it for eighteen years and he is still practicing it every day. You have to practice for at least three hours." He stared at Fu Hongxue, his kind eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife's edge, and he said word by word: "Do you know why he practiced drawing his sword so hard?" "To deal with me?" "You're wrong again." Wang Lianhua sighed again: "He didn't have to deal with you, and he didn't just want to deal with you alone." "Oh?" "What he wants to deal with is all the martial arts masters in the world." Wang Lianhua said: "Because he is determined to be the best in the world." Fu Hongxue sneered coldly: "Does he think that as long as he defeats me, he will be number one in the world?" "Up until now, he has always thought so." Wang Lianhua said. "Then he was wrong." Fu Hongxue said, "There are dragons and crouching tigers hidden in the rivers and lakes, and there are many strange people in the dust. Their martial arts are far better than mine. I don't know how many there are." "But so far, no one has been able to defeat you." Wang Lianhua said with a smile: "I can also see that it is not an easy task to defeat you. You are indeed the most special one among the people who come here. " Fu Hongxue remained silent. "These weapons hanging on the wall are not only complete collections, but also high-quality goods. Anyone who has practiced martial arts will inevitably look at them a few times. Only you can not be tempted at all." Wang Lianhua suddenly sighed : "The strangest thing is that you didn't even look at the painting on the right wall of the hall." "On the right?" Fu Hongxue was startled, "Is there a painting on the wall on the right?" Fu Hongxue remembered that the painting was on the wall directly opposite the entrance of the hall, and the wall on the right was obviously empty, so how could there be a painting? "As long as you take a look, you will know if there is a painting." Wang Lianhua said with a smile.Of course Fu Hongxue wanted to see it, but when he turned his head, he froze. There was a painting on the wall that was obviously empty. The characters on the four paintings are numerous and lifelike. The painting seems to be a story, and in every story, there is the same person, and this person is Fu Hongxue. When Fu Hongxue turned his head, he saw himself for the first time. ——Gloomy weather, in a small town while sleeping, there is a restaurant on the long street, there are two people in the restaurant, one is Ye Kai and the other is Fu Hongxue. "You should remember that this was the first time you went to the 'Xianju Building' ten years ago and met Ye Kai." Wang Lianhua said. Of course Fu Hongxue remembered that it was the first time he took that pitch-black knife, and with hatred in his heart, he went to the border town to avenge Ma Kongqun from Wanmatang. ——In the second scene, Fu Hongxue is lingering with a woman in a dark room. The woman in the painting was Cui Nong. Of course, Fu Hongxue couldn't forget the passion of that night. When he saw this part of the painting, Fu Hongxue's eyes showed pain again, but what he was thinking about was the wind chime. Where are you now, Fengling?Has it fallen into Wang Lianhua's hands?Or did you do it just for revenge, as your letter said?Wang Lianhua was watching Fu Hongxue, and Jinyu was also watching him. Although there was pain in his eyes, it was only fleeting, and Fu Hongxue quickly shifted his gaze to the third section of the painting. ——In the painting is the welcome area of ​​Wanmatang, there are a lot of people sitting, Ma Kongqun is the most important person, and Ye Kai is sitting next to Fu Hongxue. ——In the fourth scene, a small wine shop, Cui Nong and a young man pulling a cart leave arm in arm, while Fu Hongxue drinks alone in the small wine shop. Seeing this, Fu Hongxue's heart ached again. ——The next section is the hall of the Ding family, everyone who should be present is present, and all the secrets have been exposed here. Only then did Fu Hongxue realize that he was an orphan, not Bai Tianyu's son at all, Ye Kaicai, who was pregnant with eighteen Years of hatred turned out to be a dream, even scarier than a dream, abominable!It can even be said to be pitiful. The painting finally came to an end here, and Fu Hongxue's gaze shifted from the painting to the ground in front of him. He wasn't meditating, nor was he suffering from looking at the painting, he was waiting for Wang Lianhua's explanation. Explaining why he was asked to look at these paintings, Wang Lianhua did not keep him waiting, and quickly explained, but he was talking to the goldfish. "This painting is Fu Hongxue's encounter ten years ago." Wang Lianhua looked at the goldfish: "Do you know why I want him to see this painting?" "I know." Goldfish nodded. "Oh?" "Your purpose is to remind him of what happened ten years ago." Goldfish said. "That's right." Wang Lianhua said, "Then do you know why I reminded him of what happened ten years ago?" "I don't know that." Goldfish said. "What happened ten years ago has indeed happened, and it is over." Wang Lianhua turned to face Fu Hongxue, "Those people in Wanmatang did indeed die ten years ago." Fu Hongxue's indifferent eyes A cold light suddenly shot out from his eyes: "Who are Ma Kongqun and the others this time?" Wang Lianhua smiled: "It's Ma Kongqun himself." "I?" Fu Hongxue said, "Then Ma Kongqun from ten years ago was a fake?" "Ma Kongqun was also Ma Kongqun ten years ago." Yu Lianhua said. "Ma Kongqun, who died ten years ago, was also Ma Kongqun himself?" Fu Hongxue's face showed surprise. "yes." "Now this one is also Ma Kongqun himself?" "yes." Fu Hongxue's face was completely filled with astonishment: "How is that possible? Could it be that he really died and came back to life?" "No." Wang Lianhua smiled: "How can such a thing happen in the world? When a person dies, he is dead, so how can he be resurrected." "What the hell is going on here?" It was Ma Kongqun who died fifty years ago, and Ma Kongqun will appear ten years later. Since people die, they cannot be resurrected, so what will happen to Ma Kongqun ten years later?Fu Hongxue was really dumbfounded this time. The kind and kind smile on Wang Lianhua's face was still there, and he suddenly asked Fu Hongxue something that seemed irrelevant. "Did you know there is a mountain at the end of the sky, called Mount Everest?" Of course Fu Hongxue knew that there was ice and snow on Mount Everest that would not melt for a thousand years, and it was even rumored that there were rare treasures of this life on it. "Under the peak of Mount Everest, there is an isolated tribe called 'Tamo'." Wang Lianhua said: "In the language of a certain country, 'Tamo' means Two." Although Wang Lianhua suddenly mentioned the matter of the "Tamo Clan" on Mount Everest, Fu Hongxue believed that it must be related to the Ma Kongqun incident, so he listened carefully. "The people of the 'Tamo tribe' under Mount Everest have exactly the same living habits as ordinary people, but because they live under the small peak of Mount Everest, there is no rain all year round, let alone any water sources such as mountain springs." Wang Lianhua's expression seemed to have flown to the foot of Mount Everest. ——So the people of the "Tamo tribe" usually drink not water, but stone milk in the ice cave. ——Water is as important as life itself to the "Tamo tribe". They can only drink two drops of water after the mother gives birth, two drops of pure ice and snow melted water. ——Procreation is also a very sacred thing for the "Tamo tribe", because they have a small population and are isolated from the outside world, so giving birth to a child is a very important thing for them. ——At some point, a certain mother gave birth to twins after drinking stone milk from a certain ice cave. Since then, that mother has become the "postpartum" of the "Tamo tribe". ——So the mothers of the "Tamo tribe" began to drink the stone milk from that ice cave. As long as the mothers drank the stone milk from that ice cave, they would definitely give birth to twins. ——The twins they gave birth to are a little different from ordinary twins. The twins of the "Tamo tribe" are identical twins. ——Gender, height, fat and thin, personality, habits are exactly the same, two people seem to be one person. "Even if two people are separated by a long distance, as long as one of them is injured, the other will definitely feel pain." Wang Lianhua said. This is the story?Is the truth?Or myth?Fu Hongxue was completely attracted by Wang Lianhua's words: "Does this place really exist?" "Have." Wang Lianhua clapped her hands suddenly, and as soon as the applause rang out, the monotonous, sharp, and hasty sound of drawing knives outside suddenly stopped, and then the door of the hall opened, and a tall figure appeared at the door. The tall figure is like a god, but his face is full of wrinkles. Every wrinkle seems to describe the dangers and hardships he has experienced in his life, and it seems to tell others that no matter what happens, he can never be knocked down. Who is this person not Ma Kongqun?Seeing Ma Kongqun appearing at the door, Wang Lianhua suddenly said to Fu Hongxue: "I forgot to tell you one more thing, the names of the twins born in the 'Tamo Clan' are the same." He Turning around, pointing at Ma Kongqun at the door, he said, "Just like this pair of twins born in the 'Tamo tribe', their name is Ma Kongqun."