The next episode of Ghost Hill (The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng).

Chapter 13 Must Succeed

　　The decoration of this restaurant is very elegant, and the style is also very large, but the business is not very good.

　　Although it was dinner time, there were only three tables of guests in the private dining room in the restaurant.

　　Gao Xingkong didn't come with three people, and there was already a person waiting for them in the restaurant.

　　This person is tall and mighty, dignified, stylish, and dressed, and should be a celebrity in the martial arts.

　　But Lu Xiaofeng didn't recognize him, and he hadn't even seen him.

　　There are not many celebrities in the martial arts, Lu Xiaofeng has not seen.

　　The table with the most people is also the table with the most drinks, and there are men and women on the seats.

　　The man is gorgeously dressed, it seems that he is not a rich salt merchant from Yangzhou, or an idle official who travels in micro-clothes, and the woman's appearance is beautiful, graceful and light, and she is undoubtedly a woman in the dust.

　　There is only one person at the least crowded table.

　　A man in white, white as snow.

　　Seeing this person, Lu Xiaofeng's palm secreted a cold sweat, he really didn't expect to meet this person here, otherwise even if someone whipped him from behind, he would never come up.

　　Now that I've gone upstairs, it's too late to go down.

　　Lu Xiaofeng only stubbornly found a seat to sit down, Liu Qingqing looked at him coldly, and he could almost see that a grain of cold sweat had come out through the human skin mask on his face.

　　The man in white didn't even look at them out of the corner of his eye.

　　His face was blue.

　　His sword was on the table.

　　He drank water, pure white water, not wine.

　　He was clearly ready to kill at all times.

　　Mu Daoren greeted him, and he didn't seem to see it, this famous Wudang celebrity, it seemed that he was not looked at by him at all.

　　Who sees it?

　　Mu Daoren laughed, shook his head and muttered: "I don't blame him, no matter how rude he is, I don't blame him." The tall and mighty old man couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

　　Mu Dao Human: Because he is Ximen Blowing Snow!"

　　Heaven and earth, the unique Ximen blowing snow I, up and down, the unique sword!

　　As long as he still has a sword in his hand, he has the right not to look at anyone!

　　Maybe he can only see Lu Xiaofeng alone in his eyes now.

　　Hatred is like a strange poisonous weed, although it can harm people's hearts, it can also bring out the full potential of a person, making his will stronger and his reaction sharper.

　　What's more, this kind of swordsman who stabs out with a sword, which is not bad at all, already has a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle falcon.

　　Although he would never have imagined that Lu Xiaofeng was in front of him now, as long as Lu Xiaofeng showed a little crack, he would definitely not be able to escape his sharp eyes.

　　The food has been ordered, and the cousin is asking, "What kind of wine do the guests want to drink?" Liu Qingqing immediately rushed to say: "We don't drink today, we don't drink at all." "Wine is always negligent, and any negligence can be fatal.

　　However, alcohol can also relax people's nerves and calm their minds.

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled, "Today we don't drink a little wine, we have to drink a lot." He smiled and patted his cousin on the shoulder, "Today is my son's birthday, how can there be no wine on an auspicious day, you can bring us a jar of bamboo Shiqing first." Liu Qingqing stared at him fiercely, he also seemed to be completely invisible, smiled and said: "Born a man, take wine as his life, the words of a woman, be careful not to listen, come, you two also sit down and drink a few glasses with me," the housekeeper and Hai Qikuo also had to sit down, and the Mu Dao people were already stroking their palms over there and laughing, and said: "What a woman's words, be careful not to listen to this word, it has been a floating white." "The wine came so well, it drank faster.

　　After three cups, Lu Xiaofeng's expression was much more natural, and there was light in his eyes.

　　Now that he had finally stepped out of the shadow of the blowing snow at the West Gate, he seemed to have forgotten that there was such a person in the restaurant.

　　Simon Blowing Snow's sword-sharp gaze suddenly stared at him.

　　Mu Daoren was also looking at him, and suddenly raised his glass and smiled: "This friend who lives with wine, can the old Taoist priest give you a glass?" Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile: "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, and the old man should also pay tribute to the Taoist for three cups." Mu Daoren laughed, and suddenly walked in, his eyes also showed a blade-like light, staring at Lu Xiaofeng, and said, "Your surname?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "The surname is Xiong, the bear of the bear and the tiger." "

　　Mu Dao said: "When we meet in Pingshui, what shouldn't be disturbed is just the pride of Brother Xiong's drinking, which is very much like a friend of mine." Liu Qingqing's heart was already beating, but Lu Xiaofeng was still smiling happily and said, "Where is this friend of the Daoist?" Mu Dao said: "Far away in the sky, close in front of you." "

　　Liu Qingqing's heart almost jumped out of his mouth, and the wine in Lu Xiaofeng's cup almost spilled out.

　　Mu Daoren looked up and sighed again, and then said: "Heaven is jealous, although my friend has gone to the west, but there is wine here, and there is an old man, and his wisp of heroic soul may return to my eyes." Liu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, and Lu Xiaofeng also breathed a sigh of relief, because neither of them went to see the snow blowing at the West Gate.

　　Simon Fuxue's pale face seemed to be transparent, and one hand was on the hilt of his sword.

　　Suddenly, a dragon groan of "choking" sounded outside the window.

　　Only when the sword is unsheathed will there be this clear dragon-like sound.

　　Simon Blowing Snow's pupils immediately contracted.

　　At this same moment, there seemed to be a flash of lightning in the night sky, and a cold light entered through the window, piercing the West Gate and blowing snow.

　　Simon Blowing Snow's sword was still on the table, but a wine glass containing water next to the scabbard suddenly bounced up and met the sword light.

　　With a "ding" sound, a wine glass was shattered into thousands of pieces, carrying thousands of water droplets, and flying away like a cold mist.

　　The sword light was gone, but a person appeared in the cold mist.

　　A man in black, also with a black scarf covering his face, revealing only a pair of burning and shining necks.

　　There was no sword on the table, the sword was in hand.

　　The man in black stared at him and said, "Draw your sword." "

　　Ximen Fuxue said coldly: "Seven people are too few, why do you have to die." The man in black didn't understand, "Seven?"

　　Ximen Fuxue said: "In the whole world, there are only seven people who are worthy of using swords, and it is not easy to learn swords." He waved his hand, "You go." "

　　The man in black said: "If you don't leave, you will die." "

　　Simon Blowing Snow said: "Yes." "

　　The man in black sneered and said, "It's not me who died, it's you, and his sword flew again."

　　Mu Daoren frowned, "This sword is no longer under the Flying Immortals outside the sky in the Lonely City, who is this person?" Only Lu Xiaofeng knew who this person was.

　　He remembered again the sword that pierced through the stone on the line between life and death outside the Ghost Mountain Villa.

　　Shi He, the one who has no face.

　　He was bent on competing with Simon Blowing Snow.

　　There was another dragon groan, and the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow was also unsheathed.

　　No one can describe the change and speed of their two swords.

　　No one can describe their battle.

　　The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, all the cups and plates in the restaurant were shattered, and the sword wind broke through the air, forcing everyone's breathing to almost stop.

　　The four gorgeously dressed old men still didn't change their faces, and the girls who accompanied them had already scattered and lost their faces.

　　Suddenly, a sword light flew into the sky, and the man in black slashed out and landed on their table.

　　Ximen Fuxue's sword light struck down in a volley, and his whole body was already shrouded in sword light.

　　He has lost the opportunity and has no way back.

　　Who knew that at this moment, this floor suddenly fell out of thin air - the table Qian fell, the man in black on the table fell, and the four old men in Chinese clothes who sat still also fell.

　　A big hole suddenly fell into the restaurant. It's like the earth suddenly splitting.

　　The sword light of Ximen blowing snow has passed through the hole, and this change is obviously not unexpected by him, he was about to go down through the hole, who knew that this floor slab suddenly flew up again, "card rub", and happened to fill the hole.

　　The table was still on this floor, and the four old men in Chinese clothes were still sitting there without moving, and this floor seemed to have been sucked up by them with the soles of their feet, but the man in black on the table was gone!

　　The sword light is gone, and the sword is sheathed.

　　Simon Fuxue looked at them coldly, and there was also surprise in his cold eyes.

　　Gao Xingkong, Eagle Eye Lao Qi, and Mu Dao people can't help but lose their color with each other.

　　Now, of course, they have all seen that these four old men in Chinese costumes are neither rich salt merchants with thousands of dollars, nor idle officials and famous officials who travel in micro-clothes, but martial arts masters with measurable skills.

　　They crushed it with internal force and then sucked up the floor slab with internal force, how many people are there in the martial arts who can reach this point?

　　Simon Blowing Snow suddenly said, "Three people." "

　　The old man in Huayi looked at him quietly, waiting for him to continue.

　　Simon Blowing Snow said: "There are only three people who can catch my forty-nine swords. "In the middle of that piece just now, he had already stabbed out seventy-seven forty-nine swords, and he had indeed never used forty-nine swords to kill people.

　　The eldest of the old men in Huayi finally spoke, "Which one do you think he is?" Simon Blowing Snow said: "Neither." "

　　The old man in Huayi said, "Oh?"

　　Ximen Fuxue said coldly: "These three people have the identity of the sect master of a faction, even if the blood is splashed under the sword, the old man in Huayi will never escape, said lightly: "Then he must be the fourth person." Ximen Blowing Snow said: "There is no fourth!"

　　The old man in Huayi said: "Your Excellency still has a sword in your hand, why don't you try it again, can we catch your forty-nine swords?" Ximen Blowing Snow said: "Even if you can catch it, I'm afraid that the four of you will only have three left." The old man in Huayi said, "What about you?"

　　Simon Blowing Snow shut his mouth.

　　He was really not sure about dealing with these four people.

　　The old people in Chinese clothes also kept their mouths shut.

　　They were equally unsure about how to deal with Simon blowing snow.

　　Among the four girls in bright clothes who followed them, one in an emerald green light shirt suddenly screamed.

　　"Uncle. She shouted and rushed to Lu Xiaofeng: "I finally found you, I found you so hard." Lu Xiaofeng was stunned.

　　He has always been a single, a standard bachelor, but now not only has he suddenly had a son, but he has suddenly become someone else's uncle.

　　The girl knelt down in front of him and burst into tears: "Uncle doesn't recognize me anymore? I'm Xiaocui, your niece Xiaocui." Lu Xiaofeng suddenly hugged her, "How could I not recognize you, your mother?" Xiao Cui said: "I...... I can't do it, they ...... They ......" before they finished their sentences, they began to cry aloud.

　　Lu Xiaofeng suddenly jumped up, rushed to the front of the old people in Huayi, and scolded, "Why are you bullying her, otherwise why would she cry so sadly?" He grabbed an old man's shirt, "Look at you are older than me, but you came to bully a girl, are you human?

　　He pulled the old man hard, and Xiaocui also rushed over and pulled him behind, and suddenly, there was a "bang", and the floor fell again, and the three of them fell together.

　　Simon seemed to be stunned when he blew the snow.

　　What he was facing just now was probably the most terrible pair in his life, but now all of a sudden, what he was facing was nothing more than a big hole.

　　He had to go.

　　When he walked in front of the wooden man, he suddenly stopped and said, "Hello." Mu Daoren was also stunned, laughed heartily, and said, "Okay, I'm fine, I didn't expect you to recognize me." Ximen Blowing Snow said: "Have you ever seen Lu Xiaofeng?"

　　Mu Daoren stopped laughing, and sighed: "I can't see him, no one can see him, Ximen Blowing Snow sneered."

　　Mu Daoren changed the topic and said, "Are you also going to Wudang?" Simon Blowing Snow said, "Don't go." "

　　Mu Daodao: "Why?"

　　Ximen Blowing Snow said: "I have a sword, and Wudang has a sword rock." "

　　Mu Dao said: "Your sword never refuses to unravel?"

　　Simon Blowing Snow said: "Yes." "

　　The tall and mighty old man suddenly sneered: "You don't dare to bring a sword to Wudang?" Ximen Fuxue said coldly: "I only dare to kill, as long as you say one more word, I will kill you." "No one said it anymore.

　　Simon still had a sword in his hand.

　　He took his sword and walked downstairs without looking back, and walked out without looking back.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was still entangled with those old men in gorgeous clothes, but he didn't even look at them anymore.

　　闹市灯火依旧。

　　Watching him walk up the long street with brilliant lights, watching him walk away, the tall and mighty old man sighed and said, "Is there really only three people in this world who can catch his forty-nine swords?" Mu Daodao: "Really. "

　　The old man said, "Have you been able to untie his sword?"

　　Mu Dao said: "No. "

　　Gao Xingkong said: "Is he really the world for no reason?"

　　The tall and mighty old man suddenly smiled and said, "Maybe no one can untie his sword, but someone can kill him." Gao Xingkong, Hawkeye Lao Qi, and at the same time rushed to ask, "Who?"

　　The tall and mighty old man smiled as if he was very mysterious, and said slowly: "As long as you have patience and wait, this person will always appear sooner or later." "The conflict that suddenly occurred and ended abruptly, and although it seemed inexplicable to others, they knew it in their own hearts.

　　As soon as Ximen Fuxue left, Lu Xiaofeng also left, of course the old people in Huayi would not stop him, and everyone seemed to have nothing happened at all.

　　Now Lu Xiaofeng sat comfortably in his carriage again, and the carriage and horse began to move forward again.

　　His beautiful niece, dressed in a green shirt, sat across from him, her tears not dry, but she didn't even have a sad expression, and there was even a smile in her eyes, as if she thought it was funny.

　　Lu Xiaofeng also seemed to find this matter very interesting, and suddenly said, "You are my niece?" Xiao Cui said: "Hmm."

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Your mother is my sister?"

　　Xiao Cui said: "Hmm." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Now she's dead?"

　　Xiaocui said: "Well, Lu Xiaofeng said: "Now are you going to take us to your house?" Xiao Cui said: "Hmm." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who else are there in your family?"

　　Xiao Cui suddenly smiled and said, "There are some people you will definitely like." Lu Xiaofeng said: "How do you know who I will like?"

　　Xiao Cui blinked and smiled, "Of course I know." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "How many people are some?"

　　Xiao Cui said: "Not a lot. "

　　She also smiled mysteriously, and suddenly put her head out of the window and shouted to the driver, "Turn left from the alley in front, and the third red door on the right will arrive." "The alley paved with bluestone slabs, the red apricots in the high walls on both sides are blooming just right, and the spring color in the walls is so thick that they can't even close the gate.

　　The third red door on the right was originally open, and several pink palace lamps hung on the lintel.

　　Xiao Cui must have gone in and shouted loudly, "Everyone come out quickly, our uncle has not stopped her shouting, and there are seventeen or eighteen girls in the courtyard who have hugged out."

　　They are all young, as light and beautiful as swallows, and "squeaking" and arguing like sparrows.

　　Who doesn't like an uncle among young girls?

　　They all hugged Lu Xiaofeng's side, some holding hands, some holding the corners of their clothes, and they all shouted, "Uncle." Lu Xiaofeng was stunned again, "They are all my nieces?"

　　Xiao Cui nodded and said, "Do you like them or not?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng only admitted, "I like it, I like every single one." "

　　Xiao Cui smiled, "I knew you would like them." She went to warn the girls again, "But you all have to be careful, our uncle is good at everything, but he is a little dishonest, and when he holds you, he can't even breathe." The girls laughed more delicately and argued harder, "Have you already been hugged by him?" Uncle is unfair, he hugged her, why didn't he hug me?"

　　"I also want my uncle to hug. "

　　"I want it too. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng looked left and right, and wanted to go to the left to hug him, Liu Qingqing watched coldly, and was about to think of a way to make him sober and sober, don't be happy and sad.

　　Who knew that Xiaocui's movements were actually faster than her, and she had already grabbed Lu Xiaofeng's hand and rushed out of the encirclement.

　　The girls shouted again, "Why did you take your uncle away when you asked us out? Lu Xiaofeng immediately agreed, "Since everyone is my niece, I should also accompany them." Xiao Cui ignored him, and pulled him into the corridor behind him until he let go of his hand, and glanced at him with the corner of his eyes with a smile, "It seems that your ambition is really not small, those wild girls are tigresses, aren't you afraid that they will break up this old bone of yours?" This is no longer very similar to the way a niece talks to her uncle, who is she? Why do you want to recognize Lu Xiaofeng as your uncle? What do you want to do when you bring Lu Xiaofeng here?

　　Lu Xiaofeng blinked and deliberately asked, "Do you want to be alone with me?" Xiao Cui smiled again, and said with a smile: "I don't have such courage, you almost broke all the bones in my body just now, if I am alone with you, then I still have to?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Sometimes I can be very gentle, especially when there is no one around. Xiao Cui sighed deliberately and said, "No wonder others say that you are an old pervert, and you even have to make up your own niece." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who said I was an old pervert?"

　　Xiao Cui said: "One person said it." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who?"

　　Xiao Cui said: "Of course, he is also a person that you will definitely like very much, I promise that as long as you see him, you will immediately forget about all the others." Lu Xiaofeng's eyes lit up again, and he immediately asked, "Where is this person?" Xiao Cui pointed to the door at the end of the corridor and said, "He's waiting for you in that room, I've been waiting for a long time, why don't you go quickly?" Lu Xiaofeng said, "What about you?"

　　Xiaocui smiled again: "I, the matchmaker, can only send letters, but I don't care about bringing people into the cave room."

　　There are also several pink palace lamps hanging in the corridor, and the light is more gentle than the moonlight.

　　Those wild girls didn't chase in, and Liu Qingqing didn't chase them in.

　　The door is hidden.

　　No voice could be heard in the door.

　　Who is waiting for him inside? Is it a gentle trap? Or is it a murderous trap?

　　Lu Xiaofeng was hesitating, and Xiao Cui had already pushed him hard from behind, pushing him through the door.

　　The light in the room is more gentle, the brocade tent hangs low, and the bead curtain swayes, which seems to be a bit like the scene of a cave house.

　　Now that the bridegroom has entered the cave, what about the bride?

　　There was no sound in the tent, as if there was no one, but there were a few dishes and a pot of wine on the table.

　　The dishes are Lu Xiaofeng's favorite food, and the wine is also the most suitable for his taste, Zhu Yeqing undoubtedly knows him, and he knows him very well.

　　Could it be that Shi Ling had already rushed to the front and deliberately wanted to startle him?

　　If it weren't for Ye Ling, who else would know that he was Lu Xiaofeng?

　　He thought about every woman he knew, and thought it was impossible.

　　So he simply didn't want to, and was about to sit down to make up for the dinner that had not been finished just now, when suddenly someone in the tent said: "You might as well drink happily today, no matter who you want to drink with you, even if you are drunk, it doesn't matter, tomorrow we will be fine." Lu Xiaofeng sighed, those pink fantasies just now suddenly all turned gray, gray and simple clothes, and gray and simple voice.

　　This is the voice of the old knife handle.

　　Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said with a wry smile: "You obviously have a lot of ways to meet me, why do you want me to have a happy time?" The old knife said: "Because what I am telling you now, I must not let the second person hear." At last his man appeared, still dressed in the same simple gray clothes, and of course still wearing the basket-like bamboo hat on his head, which really did not match this place at all.

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't even drink the wine, and said with a wry smile: "Are you going to scold me to the blood?" The old knife said: What you did just now is indeed very dangerous, if it weren't for the fact that I had already made arrangements, not only the Mudao people would probably recognize you, but Ximen Fuxue would also recognize you. His voice was actually very gentle, "But now that the matter has finally passed, it has finally not affected the overall situation." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask, "You already know everything about just now, could it be that you were there just now?" The old knife said, "I'm not here, but I know." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng sighed again and said, "What I admire about you most is not because you know everything. The old knife handle said, "What do you admire the most?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "You actually came up with the idea that those old monks took women to drink without tigers and leopards, just by virtue of this, I don't want to admire you." "The uncles who are prostitutes and Yebian are actually the Shaolin monks of the past, who can think of this kind of thing except for the old knife handle?

　　Therefore, even if Ximen Blowing Snow felt that their martial arts deeds were suspicious, they would never suspect that they were the tigerless brothers who had risen from the dead.

　　In the rivers and lakes, there are many strange people with unique skills and hidden in the depths.

　　The old knife handle said lightly: "It's because others can't think of it, so this matter will not affect the overall situation." Lu Xiaofeng said: "But on the thirteenth day of April, when they appeared in Wudang again......" The knife handle said: "At that time, they have become distant Taoist priests who go up the mountain to rejoice, and no one will pay attention to them." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What about me? What kind of person did I become that day?" The old knife handle said: "You are a fireworker, and you have to serve distinguished guests from all over the world in the main hall at any time." Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "This is really a good errand." "

　　The old knife handle said: "On that day, there were many crowns on Wudang Mountain, and absolutely no one would notice a fire Taoist priest." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What is my real errand? Is it to deal with Shi Yan, or to deal with Mu Daoren?" The old knife said: "No, I already have someone to deal with them." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Then what about me? If you come to me, you will not ask me to serve those guests, and the old knife handle said: "Of course you have other things to do, the key to the success or failure of this plan lies in you." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but drink a glass of wine, thinking that he had such a big responsibility on his shoulders, he couldn't help but drink another glass.

　　He was a little nervous.

　　The old knife handle actually poured a glass of wine, took a shallow sip, and then said slowly: "What I want you to do is not to kill people, I just want you to go and incense and I will get an account book." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Whose account book?"

　　The old knife said: "Originally, it was Mei Zhenren's, but after he died, it was passed on to Shi Yan." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't figure it out, "The dignified head of Wudang, does he also keep his own accounts?" The old knife said: "Every account is written down by their own hands." Lu Xiaofeng said tentatively: "Of course, what is recorded in the account is not firewood, rice, oil and salt. The old knife said, "No." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng was even more curious, "What exactly is written on it?"

　　The old knife handle actually drank all the wine in the cup, and then said in a deep voice: "What is recorded in the account is the net worth of hundreds of people." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who are they?"

　　The old knife said: "They are all people with status, famous people, and the rich Lu Xiaofeng doesn't understand, "What does their net worth have to do with Shi Yan's account books?" The knife handle said: "What is recorded in this account book is the privacy and secrets of these people, oo Lu Xiaofeng said: "I can't see anyone's secret?" The old knife knob nodded and said, "If Shi Yan makes these secrets public, not only will these people not be able to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes from now on, but they are afraid that they will be ruined immediately and die without a place to bury." Lu Xiaofeng took a long breath and said, "The dignified head of Wudang should never do anything that threatens people's privacy. The old knife handle said coldly: "They really shouldn't have done it, but they did it." His voice was suddenly full of resentment, "If it weren't for the fact that they always used other people's privacy as a means of threatening, how could Shi He destroy himself on the eve of taking over the Wudang Gate? Gu Feiyun, Gao Tao, Liu Qingqing, Zhong Wugu, how could the secrets of these people be known?" Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but exhale again, and said: "These secrets are all told by Mei Zhenren and Shi Yan, and the old knife handle hated and said: "Because they want to threaten them, they must put this person to death, even if this person has changed his mind and wants to be a new person, he has no chance." Lu Xiaofeng said: "But you gave them a chance." "

　　The old knife said: "I only gave them one chance, not a chance." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What's the difference?"

　　The old knife said: "They want to be people again, not dead people." "-What is the difference between a person who lives in a ghost hill and a person who dies?——

　　Only by destroying the account book can they really have a chance to be human again.

　　The old knife clenched his hands and said, "This is the biggest purpose of my operation, we can only succeed, not fail!"

　　With the sound of "Bu", the wine glass shattered in his palm, and a trace of blood flowed out from between his fingers.

　　Lu Xiaofeng looked at this trace of bright red blood, and suddenly became silent.

　　Because he was asking himself in his heart, did he do the right thing?

　　If it is right, shouldn't a person of integrity do his best to help him accomplish this?

　　Wudang is a famous and authentic family, Mei Zhenren and Shi Yan have always been respected, and he has never doubted their personality.

　　But now Pool has to re-evaluate everything.

　　The old knife knuckle stared at him, as if trying to see what was going on in the deepest part of his heart.

　　What exactly is Lu Xiaofeng thinking? Who knows?

　　The old knife handle said slowly: "I know very well, if you are not really willing to do something, no one can force you, so I must let you understand the truth of this matter." Lu Xiaofeng suddenly asked, "Since your purpose is to save people, why do you want to kill people?" The old knife said: "What I want to kill is just some people who must be killed!" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Wang Shibao, Gao Xingkong, flying on water, these people must be killed?" The old knife handle sneered: "Let me ask you, how can you find out the privacy secrets of so many people just based on Mei Zhenren and Shi Yan's cronies?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Could it be that these people you want to kill are all their secret agents?" The old knife knob nodded, and said, "Because these people themselves also have privacy in their hands, Lu Xiaofeng also clenched his hands, and finally asked, "Where is the account book?" The old knife handle said: "It's in the Dao crown that Shi Yan wears on his head." Lu Xiaofeng's heart sank.

　　Wudang Shi Yan was already a very prestigious swordsman in the rivers and lakes when he was a teenager, and in recent years, his skills have been more refined.

　　Among the three people mentioned by Simon Blowing Snow is undoubtedly him.

　　The Dao crown of the head of Wudang not only symbolizes the dignity of the Wudang faction, but is already a priceless treasure in itself, not to mention that there is such a big secret hidden in the Dao crown?

　　The old knife handle said: "I also know that it is not easy to take off that Dao crown from his head.

　　Isn't that easy, it's as hard as climbing to the sky and picking the moon.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why do we have to do it when he is wearing a Dao crown?" "Because that's our only chance," said the old knife, "because he has a good reason to explain," because no one knows where he usually hides this crown except himself. Lu Xiaofeng let out a long sigh and said, "I can't do it." "

　　On that day, in the main hall of the Wudang Taoist Temple, the lights were bright, and the masters were like clouds, and he wanted to take off his Dao crown from the head of the real person in charge of the Wudang Sect under the gaze of everyone, who could do this kind of thing!

　　The old knife said: "Only you, you will definitely be able to do it!"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Even if I can take it off, I will definitely not be able to escape with it in front of everyone." The old knife said: "It's not in front of everyone's eyes, when you shoot, no one can see you."

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why can't you see it?"

　　The old knife said: "Because at that time, the seventy-two ever-bright lights inside and outside the hall will definitely be extinguished at the same time." - When the oil in the lamp dries up, the lamp will naturally go out.

　　The old knife said: "We have tried at least eight hundred times, and we have calculated that if there is only one, two, or three coins of oil in the lamp, it will definitely be burned out when he announces the heir, and we are in Wudang's inner line, and we will definitely make the oil in each lamp only one or two or three coins ao This plan is really thorough," but there must be a lit candle in the main hall. The old knife handle said: "This point is in charge of the Oiran, and his hidden weapon technique full of rain is unmatched." "Now it's almost seamless.

　　When the lights went out, the hall suddenly darkened, everyone must inevitably be frightened, at this moment, Lu Xiaofeng shot to grab the crown of the Dao, Shi He killed Shi Yan, Wuhu brothers killed Tie Shoulder, cousin killed Xiao Gu Daoren, housekeeper killed Eagle Eye Lao Qi, Hai Qikuo killed Shui Fei, Guan Tianwu killed Gao Xingkong, Du Tiexin killed Wang Ten Bags!

　　The old knife said: "Whether they can succeed or not, by the time the lights come on again, they will all be gone." "As long as you miss a blow, you will be gone!

　　The old knife handle said: "You are the same, even if the Dao crown can't be successful, you must go, because in that case, no matter who you are, there will never be a second chance." He added: "Whether you succeed or not, you must rush back here immediately, after the lights are turned on, everyone will definitely only take care of their injured friends and companions, and no one will notice that there are no one missing in the hall, let alone anyone who is following" Not to mention that no one knew how this happened at that time, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but sigh and said: "I admire you in your life, and I don't know how many conspiracies I have interfered in, and there is no time that can compare to this one."

　　The plan has been almost completely impeccable.

　　But he still had a few points to ask, "Why don't we kill Shi Yan first and then take the Dao crown on his top."

　　The old knife said: "Because we are not sure that we can hit with a single blow, this matter can only succeed, not fail!

　　Lu Xiaofeng asked again, "If there is no me, who will do my mission?"

　　The old knife said: "Ye Xue!"

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "Why is it her?"

　　The old knife handle said: "Her light skills are extremely high, and she is a natural night eye, under Shi Yan's sudden surprise, she has at least seven or eight percent of the chances of success." , He suddenly shook Lu Xiaofeng's hand hard, "You have a ninety percent chance, or even more than ninety percent, I know that you also have the ability to discern everything in the dark, and you also have this hand that is unparalleled in the world!" He held this hand, as if he was holding a priceless treasure.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was looking at his hands.

　　His hands are thin, steady, and dry, and his fingers are long and powerful.

　　If you hold a sword that closes your hand, is this hand more terrible than Simon blowing snow?

　　Who is this person?

　　Now if Lu Xiaofeng holds his veins with his backhand and takes off the bamboo stick on his head, he can immediately know who he is.

　　If you don't have a good chance of success, you should at least give it a try.

　　But Lu Xiaofeng didn't try.

　　This made him angry with himself, and suddenly asked aloud, "Have you never thought about her life or death?" The old knife said, "Who are you talking about?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's your daughter, Ye Xue." "

　　The old knife said lightly: "It's useless to think about it, why bother thinking about it?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Do you know that her mother was still ...... after she died" The old knife handle immediately interrupted his words, and his eyes glared at him angrily behind the bamboo hat, "You can ask me to do anything for you, but you must not mention this woman in front of me in the future." "Why?

　　Shen Sanniang is Ye Lingfeng's wife, but she gave birth to a daughter for him, she is sorry for Ye Lingfeng, not him-

　　Why did he hate her so much?

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time.

　　The anger of the old knife handle was quickly suppressed, "It's okay to do it during the day tomorrow, it doesn't matter what you want, before the early morning of the day after tomorrow, I will arrange for you to go to Wudang." He stood up, obviously ready to end the conversation: "The chief manager of the incense Dao people there is called Peng Changjing, and when you get to the back mountain, he will arrange it for you no matter what." Lu Xiaofeng said: "And then?"

　　The old knife said, "Then you just have to wait there." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "When the lights go out?"

　　The old knife said, "Yes, when the lights go out?"

　　He walked out and looked back, "From now on, you're going to be completely alone, you don't have to contact anyone anymore, and no one will come looking for you anymore." Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "From now on, I won't even be able to see my wife and son." The old knife said: "But you won't be lonely, you still have a lot of nieces." "

Chapter 14: Uncle Merry

　　On April 13, before dawn, the mountain behind Wudang was dark, and after halfway up the mountain, there was already a chill in the wind.

　　In the still night sky, wisps of white smoke rose from under the feet, and I don't know if it was clouds or fog?

　　Looking at it from a distance, you can vaguely see the majestic and majestic shadow of the ancient Taoist temple here, and the person who led the way left, "You wait here, someone will come to meet you soon." Lu Xiaofeng didn't ask much, and he didn't want to know who this person was, although it was a big day today, his spirit was not very good.

　　He had too many nieces.

　　Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long, and someone in the darkness lowered his voice and asked, "What are you doing here?" This is the code they agreed, and the answer should be to find beans, and a person appeared in the darkness of thirteen beans, and Lu Xiaofeng asked again, "Who are you?" Peng Changjing. "

　　Peng Changjing really looked like a bean, round, small, his eyes were very bright, and his movements were very sensitive, he quickly looked at Lu Xiaofeng, and said with a straight face: "You have drunk." Of course Lu Xiaofeng has drunk alcohol, and he has drunk a lot.

　　Peng Changjing said: "It's not allowed to drink here, it's not allowed to use foul language, it's not allowed to look at women, it's not allowed to walk too fast, and it's not allowed to talk too much." Lu Xiaofeng smiled, "Are you allowed to fart here?"

　　Peng Changjing sank his face and said coldly: "I don't know what you used to do, and I don't want to know, when you get here, you have to abide by the rules here." Lu Xiaofeng stopped laughing, and he couldn't laugh anymore.

　　He knew he had met another difficult person to deal with.

　　Peng Changjing said: "There is one more thing you better remember. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "What's the matter?"

　　Peng Changjing said: "When you get to the mountain, you go to sleep with your head covered, don't deal with others, in case someone asks about you, you say that I asked you to help." He thought for a while, and then said: "My junior brother Changqing is a very powerful person, in case you meet him, you have to be more careful when you speak." Lu Xiaofeng said: "I will definitely be very careful, very careful." "

　　Peng Changjing said: "Okay, you come with me." "

　　Not only is he agile, but he is also very good at light skills.

　　Lu Xiaofeng really didn't expect that the manager of a fireworker Daoist would have such good skills.

　　Peng Changjing was even more surprised, Lu Xiaofeng could actually keep up with him, no matter how fast he was, Lu Xiaofeng could always keep the same distance from him.

　　The old knife handle obviously didn't tell him Lu Xiaofeng's origin and identity.

　　Except for the old knife handle himself, everyone doesn't seem to know much.

　　So even if one or two of them lose the wind, it won't affect the whole plan.

　　Before dawn, there were already people working in the Xiangji Kitchen in the back mountain, washing rice, lighting a fire, washing vegetables, boiling porridge, everyone was silently doing their own thing, and few people spoke.

　　This Chief Manager Peng must be even more unkind to his subordinate fire workers than to Lu Xiaofeng.

　　Behind the soup kitchen, there are two rows of wooden houses, the next one, with a basket of crispy radishes that have not yet been fully dried, and a dilapidated bamboo bed in the corner.

　　Peng Changjing said: "You just sleep here." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask, "When will you sleep?"

　　Peng Changjing said: "Sleep until I come to you, anyway, there is food here." Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback first, "Eat these wrist radish?"

　　Peng Jing said coldly: "Pickled radishes are also eaten by people. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng sighed, smiled wryly and muttered, "I'm just afraid that if I eat too many radish, I will fart." Peng Changjing said: "You can not eat, even if you are hungry for a day, you will not starve to death." He was ready to go, "What else do you not understand?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "There is only one thing. "

　　Peng Changjing said: "You say." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "I just wonder why you didn't change your career to be a cell boss and go to Z" After asking, he lay down on the bamboo bed, covered his head with a thin quilt, and the dead man didn't care.

　　Hearing the "bang" of the door, Peng Changjing could only vent his breath on the wooden door.

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled.

　　To deal with this kind of person, you only have the idea to be angry with him, as long as there is a little chance to make him angry, don't miss it, it is best to make him angry half to death.

　　But this quilt has already stinked Lu Xiaofeng half to death, he stretched out his head to take a breath, the smell of pickled radish is not much better than this quilt, only people with a blocked nose may still be able to sleep here.

　　The dawn in the east had stained the window paper white, and then the sun shone on the window sticks.

　　He watched the only window in the house, and it would kill him to lie here like this, and wait for the sun to go down.

　　What's more, he is now hungry to death, and if he wants to eat pickled radish, it will kill him.

　　With so many fatal things, if he can still delay, he will not be Lu Xiaofeng.

　　Even if what Peng Changjing said was a holy decree, Lu Xiaofeng didn't care, he had to go to the kitchen to find something to eat first.

　　Since there are so many VIPs on the mountain, of course, there are some mushrooms and mushrooms in the incense kitchen.

　　Although he would rather eat big fish and meat, he has no objection to eating a vegetarian once in a while.

　　He was just against starvation.

　　He believed that everyone should have freedom from hunger and poverty.

　　The sun had risen high, and the people in the soup kitchen were putting the porridge and dim sum into the red lacquered food boxes and sending them out separately.

　　Although the breakfast was simpler, the vegetarian dishes were still very delicate, and they were obviously given to the distinguished guests.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was about to get a food box and take it back to his hut to enjoy, when he suddenly heard a person say loudly: "You come here." The person who spoke was a middle-aged Taoist priest, with a gloomy horse face, and he looked very unpleasant.

　　Lu Xiaofeng looked east, west, front, back, there was no one else in front of him.

　　This horse-faced Taoist priest is called him.

　　He had to walk over.

　　He didn't interrogate his origins, but asked him to send the 6 largest food boxes to the "Tingzhu Courtyard", and he had to send them as soon as possible.

　　Lu Xiaofeng picked up the food box and left, and he saw that what was put into the hungry box was a plate of mushroom oil rotten bamboo shoots, a plate of flat-pointed edamame, a plate of mushroom curd, a plate of Arhat Shangzhai, and a large pot of fragrant japonica rice porridge.

　　These things were so good to his taste that he really wanted to eat them first.

　　If he really did this, he wouldn't be Lu Xiaofeng anymore.

　　Lu Xiaofeng is not completely unmeasured, he doesn't want to miss a big deal, since the dishes in this food box are particularly exquisite, of course he is a special guest who lives in the small courtyard of Tingzhu.

　　The only problem now is that he doesn't know where Tingzhu Xiaoyuan is.

　　He was looking for someone who looked more amiable to ask, but he saw the most unkind person.

　　Peng Changjing was staring at him coldly, and suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Do you know who lives in the small courtyard of Tingzhu?" Lu Xiaofeng shook his head.

　　Peng Changjing said: "It's Shaolin Iron Shoulder." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng's palms seemed to be sweating.

　　He recognized the iron shoulder, this old monk not only has a pair of sharp eyes, he was still a famous catcher before he became a monk, and he did not have any unrefined deeds on the underworld, the most refined one is said to be Yi Rong, and even the No. 1 snitch in the rivers and lakes in the past years, "The Man with a Thousand Faces", was planted in his hands.

　　Peng Changjing said coldly: If he sees that you have changed your appearance, you will be finished. Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "Can I not go?"

　　Peng Changjing said: "No." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why?"

　　Peng Changjing said: "Because the person who sent you this messenger is Song Changqing, and he is already paying attention to you."

　　Fortunately, the bamboo courtyard is not difficult to find, and if you walk through a gravel path according to Peng Changjing's instructions, you can see a verdant bamboo forest.

　　As he walked past, a man was walking in front of him, dressed in blue cloth and white, and wearing seven or eight large patches.

　　He recognized the man, and he didn't need to see the man's face to recognize him.

　　The rules of the beggar gang are the largest, and the sacks carried by the disciples of the beggar gang behind their backs are called grade bags.

　　If you have the status of a disciple of seven bags, you have to carry seven sacks, and you can't do one more, and you can't do one less, which is even stricter than the rank of the court official.

　　The Seven Bags disciple is already a deacon elder in the beggar gang, and only the gang leader is qualified to carry nine sacks.

　　The person walking in front of Lu Xiaofeng had ten sacks behind him.

　　In the hundreds of years since the establishment of the beggar gang, this is the only exception, because this person's meritorious service for the beggar gang is too great, but he has retired after completing his success, and even the gang leader refuses to do it.

　　In order to show their respect and gratitude to him, thousands of disciples from the beggar gang up and down, each of whom cut off a small piece of his sack and connected it into one and gave it to him, symbolizing his honor and power.

　　This person is Wang Shibao.

　　Lu Xiaofeng lowered his head and deliberately set it slowly.

　　Wang Shibao is nearly eighty this year, and he is already an old man who can't be older, and there are not many things in the rivers and lakes that can be hidden from him.

　　Lu Xiaofeng really didn't want to be seen by him, but he couldn't hide, he obviously also went to Tingzhu Courtyard, there were many friends waiting for him there, and his friends were all martial arts celebrities with high status.

　　The Mudao Man, Gao Xingkong, and Hawkeye Lao Qi are all there, as well as the tall and mighty old man-

　　What is this man?

　　A middle-aged Taoist with a neat grooming and a white face and a slight beard is none other than Bashan Xiaogu.

　　A young man who is plainly dressed, has a quiet attitude, and is always full of confidence and love for life, but he is full of flowers after a long time.

　　Although he can't see with his eyes, he can see with his heart, to understand, to sympathize, to care for others.

　　So his life is always full.

　　Every time Lu Xiaofeng saw him, an indescribable warmth swelled up in his heart.

　　It's not just friendship, it's a heartfelt respect.

　　The cloud room was elegant and quiet, and when Lu Xiaofeng entered, they were talking about what Mu Daoren saw in the restaurant that day.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was undoubtedly also very interested in this topic, and deliberately did everything very slowly, trying not to let his face face these people.

　　They paid no attention to him, and the conversation did not stop.

　　"Ximen Fuxue is telling the truth," Mu Daoren's judgment has always been highly valued, "There will never be more than five people who can catch his round of fast attack." "You can't see where the black-clad masked swordsman came from?" It was Bashan Xiaogu who asked.

　　He himself is also a master of swordsmanship, and his family has passed down the 7749 hand Huifeng Dancing Willow Sword, and Wudang's Liangyi Divine Sword, Kunlun's Flying Dragon Dajiu Style, and is known as the three major swordsmanship of Xuanmen.

　　"That man's hand is light and sophisticated, and his skill is extremely profound, and he is almost no longer under the old age. Mu Daoren's eyes were thoughtful, "The strangest thing is that he actually uses Wudang swordsmanship, but it is sharper and more vicious than Wudang swordsmanship. This time it was Wang Shibao who was questioning, and only he could ask this kind of thing.

　　Mu Daoren smiled, "I haven't held a sword in these hands for at least ten years. "Your hands don't itch?"

　　"When my hands are itchy, I go and get the chess pieces, wine glasses. Mu Daoren smiled: "Not only is it easier and more enjoyable than holding a sword, but it is also much safer." "So you've been sitting on the sidelines that day," I could only sit by, and I had not only a wine glass in my hand, but also a flask. "Who is that friend who lives by drinking?"

　　"That person is said to be a Beijing official who has returned to his hometown, but I think he is a little suspicious. Hawkeye Lao Qi hurriedly said.

　　"Suspicious?"

　　Although he tried his best to look old and hidden, in fact, the kung fu under his feet was not weak, and he fell down the stairs with a kick, but he didn't even have anything to do, looking at him, it was like an acquaintance of ours. Hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng's heart almost jumped out of his mouth, and he just wanted to hurry away.

　　"Who do you think he looks like?"

　　"Pick up the stars. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng immediately breathed a sigh of relief and didn't want to leave.

　　They began to talk about the four most mysterious old men again.

　　"Not only are those four people extremely profound, but also the number of paths is also very close," Mu Daoren smiled bitterly: "People like that, one is hard to find, but four suddenly appeared at the same time that day, it was as if they suddenly fell from the sky." Gao Xingkong groaned and said slowly: "What's even stranger is that their expressions and actions seem to be similar, and even their faces seem to be a little similar, as if they are brothers." "Brother?" Iron Shoulder frowned, "A brother like this, I only know ......" He didn't continue, he has never been a person who makes judgments easily, and with his status, he can't judge easily.

　　But these old rivers and lakes here, Xianlu has heard what he meant, "Are you talking about the tiger and leopard brothers?" Iron Shoulder did not admit it, nor did he deny it.

　　Mu Daoren laughed again, "Even if they are still alive, they will never take the girl from Mancuilou to drink." "The girl of the Mancui Building?" Wang Shibao hurriedly said: "You seem to be quite expert in this kind of thing, have you also been to Mancui Building?" Of course I've been there," Mu Daoren smiled leisurely, "As long as there is wine to drink, I will go to the king of ao everywhere and laugh," this old Taoist tone is exactly the same as Lu Xiaofeng. It seems that the topic has turned to Lu Xiaofeng.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was ready to slip away again.

　　Hawk-eyed Lao Qi suddenly said: "There is one more thing I can't figure out." "

　　Mu Daodao: "What's the matter?"

　　The Eagle Eyed Seven Dao: "How could a Beijing official who returned to his hometown suddenly become a fire Taoist?" Lu Xiaofeng's hands and feet were cold, and it was too late to leave.

　　Hawkeye Lao Qi had already flown up, blocking his way, and said coldly: "You can't go."

　　Lu Xiaofeng seemed surprised: "Why can't I go?"

　　Hawkeye Lao Qi said: "Because I can't figure out this matter, only you can tell me." Gao Xingkong also jumped up, "Yes, he is the friend who lives on wine, how did he come here?" The elegant cloud room was suddenly full of murderous aura.

　　No matter who makes the chief scoop of the twelve chain docks, it is inevitable that three or five people will be killed in a month.

　　Gao Xingkong Yin Mandarin is ruthless, and he is also a famous and powerful figure in the rivers and lakes.

　　As soon as they start to act, there is a chance to kill.

　　One after the other, they had completely blocked Lu Xiaofeng's retreat, and even if Lu Xiaofeng could grow ten pairs of wings, it would be difficult for him to fly out of this house.

　　It's just that if there is one person in the world who can escape from this house, this person must be Lu Xiaofeng.

　　He burst out laughing, "I seem to have lost." "

　　Hawkeye Lao Qi said: "You are doomed." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile: "I have bet with others no less than 800 times in my life, and this time I lost the worst ao Hawkeye Lao Qi said: "Bet? Lu Xiaofeng said: "There is a bet with me that as long as I can spend a cup of tea in this house, and I haven't been recognized, he will lose a good wine to me, otherwise he will call me a bastard from now on." Hawkeye Old Seven sneered.

　　He didn't believe it at all, but he couldn't help but ask, "Who is this person you bet on?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Of course he is a bastard himself, and he is a king-sized bastard, Hawkeye Lao Qi said: "Who?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Lu Xiaofeng." "

　　When this name was spoken, everyone couldn't help but be moved, "He's not dead yet?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "How can a dead person bet?"

　　Hawkeye Old Seven said: "Where are his people?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng raised his head, beckoned to the window opposite, and said, "You still haven't come in?" Of course, everyone couldn't help but look that way, but he himself took the opportunity to slip away from the other side.

　　The windows were open on either side, and he leaped out like an arrow, kicking him on the eaves.

　　When the eaves collapsed, he had already swept out five feet with his strength.

　　Someone was shouting from behind, everyone's light skills were very good, and although the collapsed eaves could stop them for a while, they would still chase them out soon.

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't even dare to look back.

　　The building of the Taoist temple is ancient, tall and empty, and although there are many hiding places, he does not dare to risk it.

　　Today is thirteen. All the people who should have arrived have arrived, and the people who arrived are all high, no matter where he hides, he may be found, and no matter who finds him, it is difficult to get out.

　　Of course, he couldn't escape from the mountain, and he couldn't miss today's events, and he didn't want to miss them.

　　After three or five take-offs, there were already people on the opposite side on the roof, and of course there were people chasing after them.

　　Then, figures also appeared on the left and right, outflanking him in front of him, left and right, and he had almost no way out.

　　He had to jump down.

　　There seemed to be more people below, and footsteps were already heard in all directions.

　　He turned two or three corners, and suddenly found that there was a person in front of him looking at him coldly, and the horse had no expression on his face, it was Peng Changjing's junior brother, Changqing, the deputy head of the Huogong Daoist.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback, and reluctantly smiled: "Hello, Changqing said coldly: "I'm not good, you're even worse, as long as I scream, all the people will rush here, even if you can knock me down at once, it's useless." Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "What do you want?"

　　Changqing said: "I just want you to understand this. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "I already understand. "

　　Changqing said: "Then you'd better let me catch you, it will be good for you in the future." Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said, "Okay, anyway, I won't be able to escape sooner or later, so it's better to simply buy a friendship for you." Changqing's eyes lit up, and an arrow stepped over Lu Xiaofeng and said, "Can you start lightly?" Changqing said: "Okay." "

　　This word is an open voice, he only said this one Yu, something has been stuffed into his mouth, he punched to meet it, and the acupuncture point under the flank has also been stopped.

　　Lu Xiaofeng had already turned the corner of the house in front of him, and he could only watch.

　　But he knew that Lu Xiaofeng still couldn't escape, because if he turned further, it was the main hall.

　　The head of Wudang today is in the main hall.

　　In front of the main hall is an empty and wide courtyard, no one can hide, the light in the hall is dim, the cigarette smoke is around, and all the disputes and troubles in the world have been isolated outside the threshold.

　　Lu Xiaofeng actually rushed in.

　　He had apparently been preparing to hide here.

　　He knows that people have a blind spot in their hearts, and hiding in the most obvious place is the harder it is to be found.

　　Now that the time for morning class has passed, there are still people in the main hall, and they should also be alarmed by the shouting just now.

　　He really couldn't imagine that there were people inside.

　　A long-standing Taoist stood silently in front of the divine case, not knowing whether he was praying for peace for mankind or meditating on his own mistakes.

　　In front of him, there was a sword on the case.

　　A seven-star sword that symbolizes honor and power.

　　This person turned out to be Shi Yan.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was even more surprised, her toes touched the ground, and her body immediately jumped up.

　　The beams on the main hall are ten feet above the ground!

　　There is no great power to sweep away ten texts.

　　He jumped up, the toe of his left foot was a little on the instep of his right foot, and he actually performed the "Tiyun Trace" superb light skill that had been extinct in martial arts for a long time.

　　He actually swept up the beam.

　　Shi Yan still stood there silently, as if he had wandered away.

　　Lu Xiaofeng just breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Shibao, Gao Xingkong, Eagle Eye Lao Qi, and Bashan Xiao Gu had all broken in.

　　"Did anyone come in just now?"

　　Shi Yan slowly turned around and said, "Yes." "

　　The word "yes" sounded to Lu Xiaofeng's ears, almost like a criminal heard that he had been sentenced to death.

　　"Where are the people?"

　　"Right here," Shi Yan smiled, "I'm the AO people who came in just now have all left, even Shi Yan has left."

　　If the head of Wudang said that no one had been here, then even if someone saw Lu Xiaofeng here, they must think that they were wrong.

　　There are many people who think that what the head of Wudang says is even more reliable than his own eyes.

　　Of course, Shi Yan would never lie, with his ears and eyes, didn't he really know that someone had come in?

　　Lu Xiaofeng suddenly remembered the children's game of hide and seek.

　　One child hides behind his uncle's chair, and another child comes looking for him, and the uncle always says, "There's no one here." "Shi Yan is not his uncle, why should he cover for him?

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't think about it.

　　The dust on the beam was so thick that he lay down, hoping to sleep, and now he must not show his face again, just wait here, "When the lights are on, he can still shoot on the beam."

　　That's why he chose this place to hide, at least there is no smell of pickled radishes, but unfortunately he still can't sleep.

　　He fell.

　　Not only was he afraid of people falling, but he was also afraid that the dust on the beam would fall, and he didn't even dare to move.

　　When he thought of being hungry, he began to regret why he didn't honestly stay in that house? The pickled radish didn't smell as bad as he had imagined.

　　At this time, many people in the main hall came in, cleaned the hall, arranged chairs, and some people asked, "Who is in charge of lamp oil?" It's the disciple Changshen. "

　　"Is the lamp full of oil?" I filled it up, and the disciple had already checked it early this morning. The questioner was obviously satisfied, and he must have been cautious in his work.

　　The strange thing is, how could the Wudang disciple be bought by the old knife handle? Why is he so familiar with the situation of F Wudang?

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't think about it either.

　　Lately he seems to have been reluctant to think about anything.

　　Most of the cleaners left, leaving only a few people to guard and take care of the main hall.

　　After a long time, Lu Xiaofeng heard them whispering, discussing that it was the "spy" who pretended to be a fireworker.

　　"I really can't figure it out, there are no secrets here, how can there be spies?" Maybe he wanted to steal. "Stealing us poor Taoists?"

　　"Don't forget that the people who have come up from the mountain these two days are all distinguished guests. "

　　"Maybe he's neither a thief nor a spy. "

　　"What is it?"

　　"It's the Assassins! "

　　"And now we haven't caught him yet?"

　　"Not yet.

　　"I think he must have gone down the mountain by now, and he is not a fool, how could he stay on the mountain and wait for death. "The unfortunate one is Changjing, it is said that he brought that person up the mountain, and now the chief scoop of the twelve chain docks is personally asking for his confession. "It is said that Hawkeye Lao Qi's tendons and bones are different, and under his hands, even the dead can't not speak.

　　Will Changjing confess this secret?

　　How much does he know?

　　Lu Xiaofeng was starting to worry, when he suddenly heard footsteps again, and two people walked in gasping and said shocking news, "Peng Changjing is dead." "How did you die?"

　　When the second uncle was asking him for his confession, a bamboo pole suddenly flew in from outside and nailed him to the chair. "Did the murderer catch him?"

　　"No, the Taishi Ancestor has already chased them down with the second uncle. Lu Xiaofeng sighed, he was not surprised by this result, killing people and killing people was their consistent style.

　　It's just that there are not many people who can nail people to a chair with a bamboo pole, and even their cousins and housekeepers don't have such deep skills.

　　Apart from him, who else has infiltrated Wudang?

　　The Wuhu brothers and Shi He would never dare to go up the mountain so early, could it be the old knife handle?

　　What kind of cover did he use? Could it be that he was also disguised as a fireworker?

　　Someone below suddenly asked, "Changjing is dead, and it has nothing to do with us, why are you in a hurry to report the news?" Although it has nothing to do with you, it has something to do with Senior Brother Changshen......" "I understand," another person interrupted him, "Changjing is dead, Changqing has also been punished, of course Senior Brother Changshen has become our chief manager, and you have come to report the good news." "It seems that the six roots of these pyrotechnic people are not pure, and they will also fight for power and profit.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was sighing in his heart, when he suddenly heard a sharp and strange voice coming in from outside.

　　Even he couldn't hear what the sound was, he only felt that his ears were pierced very uncomfortable, and at this moment, a series of short and terrible screams had resounded in the hall, "It's you, ......" At the end of the sentence, all the voices suddenly stopped.

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but quietly stretched out his head to take a look, only to glance, his hands and feet were cold.

　　There were originally nine people in the main hall, nine living people, but at this moment, all nine people were dead.

　　All nine of them had their throats severed, and it seemed that they had all died under the sword.

　　A sword is deadly!

　　The disciples of Wudang always have some foundation in martial arts, but they have been killed in an instant.

　　The strange and sharp voice just now was actually the sound of a sword breaking through the air.

　　Such a fast sword! Such a ruthless sword, even the Ximen blowing snow that dominates the world may not be able to compare!

　　Is the murderer accurate?

　　Why did he kill these insignificant Fire Essentials?

　　"It's for the sake of prudence. Lu Xiaofeng suddenly understood, "He calculated that as soon as Changjing died, others would definitely ask Changshen for questioning, so he rushed to kill Changshen first." "Of course, the murderer of Changjing is also him!

　　This person can come and go freely in the fundamental land of Wudang and kill people at will, what is his identity?

　　"It's you. "

　　Chang Shen also said these two words before he died, obviously recognizing this person, but he didn't expect that this person would be the murderer.

　　Lu Xiaofeng began to regret the ban again, just now, he should have reached out to take a look.

　　Maybe that was the only chance he had to see this man for what he really was...... If the opportunity is missed, I am afraid that it will never come again.

　　The dead will not speak.

　　No matter how powerful Hawkeye Lao Qi's muscles and bones are, the dead man will not speak.

　　So the plan must still be as usual.

　　So Lu Xiaofeng still had to wait, wait for it to get dark, wait for the lights to turn on, and then wait for the lights to go out.

　　The ambiguity of waiting is really uncomfortable.

Chapter 15 Clever Plans Out of the Encirclement

　　April 12, dusk. It was getting dark, and the lights were already on in the hall.

　　But the beams are still very dark, the sun can't shine here, and the lights can't shine, and there are many places in the world that are never without light.

　　Some people do the same.

　　Could it be that Lu Xiaofeng has become this kind of person, does he have no chance to get ahead in this life, so he can only hide in the dark like a mouse, avoiding the snow blowing at the West Gate.

　　Maybe he still has a chance, maybe this operation is his only chance, so he can't afford to miss it.

　　But he wasn't sure.

　　Who could be sure to take the crown off Shi Yan's head? He couldn't think of it.

　　Footsteps sounded again in the main hall, and although the footsteps of the person walking in front were heavy, the footsteps were still very light.

　　Because all the qi and blood in his body have penetrated, although he is also flesh and blood, he is different from others.

　　There was no dross left in him.

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but put his eyes on the beam, and secretly looked down, a line of purple-clothed Taoist mermaids walked through the main hall, and the person who walked in front was actually a wooden Taoist.

　　He had been friends with Mudao people for many years, and until this moment, he knew that the skill of this Wudang celebrity was much higher than anyone imagined.

　　Shi Yan hadn't come yet, the first chair on the main seat was empty, but the Mu Dao man could only sit on the second chair.

　　Although he is highly respected and has a very respectable seniority, he still has to take a back seat when there is a head in charge.

　　This is the rule of Wudang, but also the rules in the rivers and lakes, no matter who can not rebuild the entrance hall in the brilliant lights, there is a bell ringing outside, the wooden road people descend to welcome guests, and the guests have come one after another.

　　Everyone's attitude was very serious, and the eagle-eyed old seven looked more solemn, obviously not forgetting what happened during the day today.

　　The tall and mighty old man also arrived, and his seat was still above the general scoop handle of the twelve chain docks.

　　What is his identity? Why has he never shown up in the rivers and lakes? Why has he suddenly appeared again at this moment?

　　Lu Xiaofeng kept staring at him, always feeling that he should recognize this person, but he didn't recognize it, there were not many chairs in the hall, and there were not many people who were qualified to sit here.

　　There were many guests who came, and there were no seats for them, only standing.

　　Iron Shoulder, Shi Yan, Wang Shibao, Shui Fei, Gao Xingkong, Bashan Xiaogu, Eagle Eye Lao Qi, there are people standing behind them, everyone may be waiting for their lives, among these people, which of them have died once and then come back to life? Who is Du Tiexin? Who is Guan Tianwu? Who is Old Lady Lou?

　　Lu Xiaofeng is looking for it.

　　Their appearance after changing their disguises, except for the old knife handle and the dog Langjun, only Lu Xiaofeng knows.

　　Inu Lang-kun has already drawn out the appearance of each of them after their disguise and handed it to Lu Xiaofeng Yi In the first-class inn, the toilet is always quite large, and in addition to convenience, you can do a lot of things.

　　The dog that Hai Qikuo killed, since it is really a dog, is the secret of where Dog Langjun is only known to Lu Xiaofeng?

　　He quickly found them, even the unbrittle stone crane, which now had a face.

　　They were clearly all staring at their targets, waiting for the lights to go out, and then scurrying over to strike...

　　There is only one to deal with, it seems that there are only Mudao people, is it because he has not asked about the affairs of the rivers and lakes for a long time, and the old knife handle has not regarded him as a target at all.

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't think about it anymore, because at this time, his own target was also to see the real person of the Wudang head wearing the purple gold Dao crown, and he had slowly walked out among the four Dao Ai guards with law enforcement weapons.

　　This famous contemporary Shi Yan Dao Chief, not only has a deep cultivation, but also fought thousands of battles when he was a teenager, and his swordsmanship, internal strength and cultivation are rarely compared.

　　But now it seems to be very tired, very old, and even a little nervous.

　　Shi Yan was indeed a little nervous.

　　With so many distinguished guests, although he couldn't help but greet people with a smile, he felt nervous and irritable in his heart.

　　In the past decade, this has rarely happened to him.

　　Today he seemed to have a sense of foreboding in his heart, knowing that something unfortunate must happen. "Maybe it's time for me to retire. He thought to himself: "Go find a quiet and remote place, benefit two small cabins, and never ask about the right and wrong in the rivers and lakes, and no longer see the people in the rivers and lakes." It's a pity that up to now, these are still fantasies, whether he can really get out of the grievances on the rivers and lakes in time in the future, even he is not sure. If you don't get the timing right, it's probably too late.

　　Whenever he was nervous and tired, he would feel stiff in the back of his neck and the old migraine would flare up.

　　Especially now, he is still wearing a heavy purple gold Dao crown, which is pressed on his head like a pot lid.

　　Jia Bingui came to greet him.

　　Although he knew that they respected him, it was only because he was the head of Wudang.

　　Although he didn't like these people completely, he still couldn't help but put on the most touching smile and greet them.

　　Isn't this also like a play?

　　Now that you have been assigned this role, no matter how hard your neck is or how painful your head is, you have to continue to play it well.

　　The main hall is brightly lit.

　　In the light, Iron Shoulder and Wang Shibao were undoubtedly more tired and aged than him.

　　In fact, they should have retired and retreated, so they didn't have to come here at all.

　　He didn't want to see them, especially Wang Shibao: "Obviously a narrow-minded person who will repay him, but he just wants to play the dust and be cynical" and Bashan Xiaogu, who always likes to look in the mirror, he should really go to open a brothel, why did he want to become a monk?

　　Why are there so many people in the world who can't do what they really want to do?

　　The ceremony has begun, and Shi Yan has done every procedure many times, and he doesn't know how many times he has said all the words he has said.

　　No matter what was going on in his mind, he never made the slightest mistake, and everything seemed to be going well.

　　Then he will announce the name of his heir.

　　He looked at the most important disciples under them out of the corner of his eye, and the more promising they were, the more nervous they became.

　　If the names he announced were not these people, what would they look like and how would others react?

　　That must be interesting?

　　Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile, and he almost couldn't help laughing.

　　But he soon restrained himself, and was about to perform the most important part of the ritual, "At this moment, there was an everlasting lamp in the main hall that did not go out, and suddenly it was extinguished, and immediately an alarm arose in his heart, and he knew that his ominous premonition was about to be fulfilled.

　　Almost at the same moment, the seventy-two ever-bright lamps inside and outside the main hall suddenly all went out.

　　A few sharp wisps of wind sounded, and the candle flame on the shrine incense table was also extinguished.

　　The brightly lit hall suddenly became dark.

　　A series of screams suddenly sounded in the darkness, and a stronger wind blew from the beams of the main hall to the top of his head, blowing his Dao crown, as if it was the sound of the wind in the clothes of a night walker.

　　When he reached out to help the Dao Crown, the Dao Crown was gone.

　　With a "choking" sound, the seven-star sword on his waist was also unsheathed, but he didn't pull it out himself.

　　His body immediately swept up, only to feel a chill between his ribs, as if he had been slashed by a sword.

　　It almost all happened at the same moment.

　　Most people don't even know what's going on, and certainly don't know what to do.

　　Those made this sudden change even more mysterious and terrifying.

　　In the miserable screams, there seemed to be the voices of the top masters such as Iron Shoulder and Wang Shibao, and then I heard the Mu Dao people shouting. "Who has a fire breaker? His voice was still very calm, but Shi Yan could hear that there was also pain in it.

　　Could it be that he was also wounded?

　　Although it is only a short moment, it seems to be a long time in everyone's senses.

　　This instantaneous event is something that everyone can't forget.

　　When the lights finally came on, everyone was even more surprised and frightened.

　　No one can believe what they see in their eyes, but these things are really iron-shouldered, Wang Shibao, Bashan Xiaogu, Shui Fei, Gao Xingkong, Eagle Eye Lao Qi, and several of the most important disciples of Wudang Sect have all fallen down and fallen in a pool of blood.

　　Wang Shibao even had a sword stuck in his waist, and the blade of the sword had pierced straight into his vital point, leaving only the hilt of the sword.

　　The Mudao man also had blood stains on his body, and although he was also injured, he was still the calmest.

　　"The murderer must still be here, and before the truth is revealed, it's best for everyone to stay. The incident changed very much, and his tone became very serious: "No matter who takes a step out of this hall, he can't clear the suspicion of the murderer, then don't blame the disciples of this sect, and be rude to the distinguished guests." "No one dares to go, no one dares to move.

　　This matter is so serious that no one wants to be suspicious.

　　The strange thing is that the people who remained in the main hall did not have any blades on their bodies, so where did the swords that killed people come from?

　　Although Shi Yan was not seriously injured, he seemed more sad, angry, and depressed than others.

　　Mu Daoren lowered his voice and said, "There is definitely more than one murderer, they have succeeded in one blow, and it is very likely that they have taken advantage of the darkness just now to retreat, but it is impossible that they have all retreated from Wudang." Shi Yan couldn't help but say, "Since everyone has to stay in the main hall, who will chase them?" Mu Dao said: "I'll go." He looked at the Wudang disciples who were on standby: "I still have to bring a few capable people." Shi Yan said: "This disciple is a disciple, but he is assigned by his uncle. The Mudao people left immediately, taking ten people with them, all of whom were the elites of the Wudang Sect, of course.

　　Watching him hurry away, Shi Yan's eyes suddenly showed a very strange expression.

　　The tall and mighty old man had crept up behind him and said in a deep voice, "Sure enough. Shi Yan nodded, suddenly cheered up, and said: "The incident is very special, I have to entrust you to wait here, Wujian first leads your disciples, and carries the dead seniors to the Tingzhu Courtyard, and Wujing and Wucolor lead the disciples to inspect all places, as long as you find a piece of blade, you will report it." The tall and mighty old man said, "You'd better let them sister-in-law me first." Shi Yan smiled bitterly: "If you want to kill someone, why do you use a sword?" The old man said: "Then I also want to accompany your uncle to chase the murderer." Shi Yan said, "Please." The old man arched his hand, and with a wave of his waist, he was already rushing out like an arrow.

　　Immediately, some people in the group were dissatisfied: "We can't go, why can he go?" Because his identity is different from others. "

　　"Who is he?"

　　"He's the ......"

　　There was a commotion, drowning out the person's voice, and the two purple-clothed Daoists strode in, holding a long sword in their hands, which turned out to be the seven-star sword of the head of Wudang.

　　However, the purple and gold crown, another treasure he was wearing, had flown away like a yellow crane and disappeared.

　　April 13, midnight.

　　The night is as cool as water.

　　At this moment, there is only one person who knows where the purple gold crown is, and this person is of course Lu Xiaofeng.

　　He didn't know where he bought an extra-large Fan Yang felt hat and put it on his head, covering most of his face.

　　The purple crown was on his head, and it was also covered by a felt hat.

　　He had plucked it from the head of the stone goose with his two priceless fingers, and he had not missed it.

　　But the moment he made a move, his whole body was soaked.

　　He knew that the operation had been a complete success, and as he swept out of the hall, he heard the screams of the Iron Shoulders.

　　Now his clothes are dry. He had already circled the dark alleys in the vicinity several times to make sure that there was no follower behind him, and then slipped into the Mancui Building through the corner gate in the backyard.

　　The back garden was quiet, no voices could be heard, and no lights could be seen.

　　"Haven't those people come back yet"?

　　He was about to find someone to ask, when he suddenly heard someone whispering among the flowers beside the hexagonal pavilion: "Here is Liu Qingqing's voice."

　　When she saw Lu Xiaofeng, her expression was very strange, like surprise, and like joy: "You also succeeded?" Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said, "What about the others?"

　　Liu Qingqing said: "Everyone has almost come back, and they are all waiting for the old knife handle." She bit her lip and glanced at Lu Xiaofeng out of the corner of her eye: "But I really didn't expect that this time it would really succeed." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why can't you think of it?"

　　Liu Qingqing said: "Because I am always a little suspicious of you, especially the incident of Dog Langjun, and the cousin who walked the dog for you, Lu Xiaofeng, the person who digs earthworms in the Ye family, smiled: "This can only prove one thing, it proves that your suspicion is at least ten times greater than others." Liu Qingqing also smiled, and just took his hand, a light suddenly shot out of the flowers.

　　Xiao Cui was glaring at them behind the light: "Okay, everyone is waiting below, but you are hiding here holding hands and whispering Lu Xiaofeng didn't know until now that the secret room where they gathered was actually under this cluster of moon flowers."

　　Although every detail of this plan has been arranged a long time ago, until the last moment, no one else can fully know except the old knife handle.

　　Until now, no one has been able to see him for what he really is: "But he's going to be here soon." "The room was large and well ventilated, but everyone's breathing was still very short.

　　The people who participated in the operation were now all there, and there were no accidents or injuries at all.

　　It's just that the tension and excitement of this moment at that time are by no means calm down soon, everyone still seems very excited, and almost no one speaks.

　　Some people had blood on their clothes, presumably because they stabbed too hard and hard, and some even had their faces splashed with stains.

　　They should have been happier, because what they did tonight would undoubtedly change the history and fate of the world's martial arts.

　　"Why is there no wine here? It's done, why can't we have two drinks to celebrate?" Because the old knife handle hasn't come back yet. "

　　"Why hasn't he come back yet?"

　　"Because he still has a lot of work to do. The voice came from outside the ground: "He still has to block the pursuers for you, count the results of the battle" The old knife handle finally appeared, and the results were undoubtedly brilliant, and even his voice was a little hoarse from excitement.

　　Then he officially announced: "One hit hits, the culprit is punished, the thunder action, complete success" Careful and careful planning, rapid and accurate action, as long as you can achieve these two points, no matter what, you will succeed.

　　But the old knife handle seems to have forgotten one thing.

　　He didn't ask Lu Xiaofeng if he had succeeded, how could he know that this operation had been completely successful? Unless he was still in the main hall after the lights were turned on, he had already seen that the purple gold crown was not on Shi Yan's head.

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but say, "Did you forget to ask me for something?" He suddenly took off the felt hat, and the purple gold crown immediately radiated a brilliant and beautiful brilliance under the lamp.

　　The old knife handle only glanced at it and said, "I'm not in a hurry." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "Of course you are not in a hurry, because what you want is not this purple gold crown, but the seven-star sword." He didn't want to say these words, but he suddenly had an urge to say them: "When I go to pick up the purple and gold crown, Shi Yan will definitely reach out to his head to help, so that you will have the opportunity to take the sword from his waist." The old knife knuckle looked at him coldly, waiting for him to continue.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Although the secret has always been in the hilt of the sword, Shi Yan has never used it to threaten anyone, but you still don't feel at ease, because the biggest secret is your secret, so you must take his sword with your own hands, and never let this secret pass through the hands of the second person." The old knife handle actually did not deny: "But his hand has always been on the hilt of the sword, so I can use you, and he will definitely think that you are the mastermind of this operation in the future."

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why?"

　　The old knife said: "Because when you shot just now, you must have been very hard, you must have pinched out two finger marks on the purple gold crown, and the person who can take off the Dao crown he is wearing with two fingers, except for Lu Xiaofeng, I am afraid that there is no second one in the world, this is the best evidence." Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said, "It turns out that you not only want me to distract him, but also ask me to carry the black pot for you." The old knife said: "This is called a plan to kill two birds with one stone." This point is the final key to the whole plan, and Lu Xiaofeng has not fully understood it until now.

　　He only smiled bitterly: "But I still don't understand, since you have taken his sword, why don't you just kill him?" The old knife said: "Because he won't live long anyway." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng was surprised: "Why?"

　　The old knife said: "Because he has a terminal illness, his life span is only two or three months at most."

　　Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "No wonder he was in a hurry to appoint the person who succeeded him in advance, and the old knife handle said coldly: "It's a pity that the Wudang disciples who can take on the heavy responsibility now have all died in our hands." Lu Xiaofeng stared at him and said, "So he can only pass on the position of head to you now." The old knife's hand suddenly clenched, and he sneered: "You are a smart person, you should not have said these words." Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "It's a pity that I can't help but say it." "

　　The old knife handle suddenly said loudly: "Lou Jin, Guan Tianwu, Du Tiexin, Gao Tao, Hai Qikuo, Gu Feiyun." He called out the name of a person, and the person immediately stood up and glared at Lu Xiaofeng.

　　The old knife handle said coldly: "Do you think these six people can control you?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Just two or three are enough!"

　　The old knife handle sneered: "Do you want them to make a move?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "I don't want them to make a move. The old knife said, "Then why don't you tie your hands together?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because I know that they will never make a move."

　　The old knife handle said sharply: "Take him!"

　　Although he screamed loudly, the six people seemed to suddenly become deaf, and they did not even move.

　　The pupils of the old knife knob contracted, but Lu Xiaofeng smiled. He smiled and said, "Now if they make a move, they will only take one person." The old knife said, "Who?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "You." "

　　The six people turned around at the same time, facing the old knife handle, and said at the same time, "Do you still have to wait for us to make a move?" The old knife handle stiffened all over: "If it weren't for me, now that you even have rotten bones, you dare to betray me" Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly said: "They don't want to betray you, they only blame yourself for doing something wrong." "The basement has always been quiet, except for Liu Qingqing and Xiaocui, everyone seems surprisingly calm, these amazing changes seem to have been expected by them for a long time.

　　Have they all betrayed him?

　　The old knife grip's hand tightened, and said, "What did I do?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Although your plan is thorough and ingenious, there is a fatal loophole.

　　The old knife didn't believe it.

　　He couldn't believe it, he had thought about it countless times.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "The most ingenious point of this plan is that the people you sent out to participate in this operation are all dead people, and you change them into another person who doesn't exist at all, of course no one in the rivers and lakes will pay attention to their actions."

　　He smiled: "It's a pity that this is the biggest loophole in your plan." "The old knife doesn't understand.

　　These words are indeed not easy to understand.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "If you pretend to be Gao Tao as a water flyer, even if the disguise technique of Dog Lang Jun is wonderful in the world, someone will still recognize him, at least the friends and relatives who fly on the water can always recognize him." He patted the "housekeeper's" on the shoulder: "But you disguised him like this, there is no such person in the world, and of course no one can recognize him." These words are easier for people to understand. Of course, the old knife handle also understands that this is the most basic part of his plan.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "But you ignored one point. "

　　The old knife couldn't help but ask, "Which point?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng pointed to the face of the "housekeeper's wife" again: "Gao Tao can dress up like this, of course others can also dress up like this." The old knife knob admitted.

　　With a well-made human skin mask and a good disguiser, anyone can dress up like this.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "After Gao Tao pretends to be like this, no one can recognize him, and others pretend to be like this, of course, no one can recognize him." "Because there is no such person in the world, no one will pay attention to him, not even the old knife handle.

　　The old knife's hand suddenly began to tremble, and said, "Could it be that this person is no longer Gao Tao?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "You finally understand what I mean."

　　The "housekeeper's wife" also smiled, and forcefully tore off a human skin mask on her face, which turned out to be a woman who was not too old.

　　Of course, this person is not Gao Tao.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile: "This girl is a good sister of Aunt Gongsun in the past, and she is also my good friend, I can't find a housekeeper like Gao Tao for a while, so I have to ask her to help." The old knife was stunned.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "You can dress Gao Tao like this, of course I can ask someone to dress her up like this." The old knife handle said hatefully: "Did Inu Lang-kun betray me?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said, "Because he is also a human, not a dog, even a dog will jump off the wall if he is forced to do so, let alone a person."

　　The old knife said, "He's not dead yet?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "If he dies, how can we pretend that this girl is exactly the same as the housekeeper's wife, even you can't see it." The old knife said: "This mask is also on Gao Tao's face?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "It was peeled off from his face." "

　　The old knife handle said, "Where is Gao Tao?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "He has too many things to do, and he should already rest and rest." Liu Qingqing suddenly said: "It's the hands and feet you did that night, in Ye Lingfeng's villa." Now she thought about why she couldn't find their people when the lights went out that night.

　　Lu Xiaofeng restrained Gao Tao, Gu Feiyun, and Hai Qikuo, and changed the other three people into their appearances, and they used the same human skin mask and changed them with the hands of the same people.

　　Liu Qingqing said: "Dog Langjun was also there that day?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "He has been waiting there all along. He smiled and said, "On the second day of our descent from the mountain, I had someone find the same dog, and when I was walking the dog, I dropped him in the bag." "The dogs all look similar, and no one can tell the difference except for the people who are very close to them.

　　Liu Qingqing sighed: "I have long thought that the cousin who walked the dog for you was suspicious. Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "Your suspicion has always been very serious)

　　Liu Qingqing said: "What about the person who digs earthworms?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "He is the cousin who walked the dog for me." Liu Qingqing said: "Who is he?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Picking up stars!"

　　Of course, it's a star.

　　This lone ranger is not only extremely skilled and witty, but he is also a good disguiser.

　　Liu Qingqing said: "Could it be that all the people here are no longer the same people."

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "There are only two people who are still there." "

　　Liu Qingqing said: "Which two?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "One me, one you." Liu Qingqing said: "Why didn't you attack me that day?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because you are too close to the old knife handle, we are afraid that he will see the flaw......" Liu Qingqing gritted his teeth, and suddenly punched him in the nose.

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't dodge, and she didn't hit either.

　　Her hand was quickly grabbed by others, but her eyes were still staring at Lu Xiaofeng fiercely, and she said loudly: "I just want you to understand one thing." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What's the matter?"

　　Liu Qingqing said: "The only person closest to me now is you." Lu Xiaofeng's heart was a little sour, and it was also a little painful.

　　But if a person wants to do something that is good for many people, he must sacrifice a little.

　　He tried not to see the tears in her eyes, trying not to think about it.

　　Even if you want to confess and shed tears, you can wait until tomorrow, and there are many other things to do now.

　　Because he is Lu Xiaofeng.

　　Someone turned on the lights, and the basement was brighter.

　　The old knife handle calmed down and asked, "Since you have already controlled the situation, why do you still act according to my plan?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because we don't know who the old knife handle is, we will definitely lure you in."

　　This was the joint of his whole plan, and until now, he had not seen the true face of the old knife handle.

　　No one has seen it yet.

　　The old knife handle sneered: "Now you can finally know who I am soon, but unfortunately they will never be able to know" Lu Xiaofeng suddenly smiled again and said, "Do you really think they are all dead?

　　The population of the basement suddenly opened, and the group walked down slowly, it was the iron shoulder, Wang Shibao, Gao Xingkong, Shui Fei, Bashan Xiaogu, Eagle Eye Lao Qi, and the five masters among the Wudang disciples who had fallen in a pool of blood just now.

　　The tall and mighty old man was among them.

　　Shi Yan walked last.

　　He had just walked down, and the door to the basement was still open.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was saying: "With such disguised hands as Senior Wang, Sikong Xingxing and Dog Langjun, of course it is not very difficult to fake death, not to mention ......" Before he finished speaking, the old knife suddenly jumped up, and the sword that was already in his hand and out of the sheath jumped out like an arrow.

　　His man and sword seemed to have become one, and he struck the stone goose like lightning.

　　Shi Yan also has a sword.

　　The secret in the hilt of the sword was removed, and the seven-star sword was returned to his hand.

　　He tried to draw his sword, but suddenly there was a stabbing pain in his ribs, and a new wound and an old illness flared up at the same time.

　　The sword of the old knife was already at his throat, and the man was behind him, and he put one hand on his arm: "If any of you dare to move, I will kill him!" No one dared to move.

　　Although he was terminally ill, no one could watch the head of Wudang, a loyal and upright elder, die by the sword.

　　So everyone can only watch the old knife handle retreat.

　　The old knife handle sneered: "Although my plan did not succeed, it seems that your plan has also failed. Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "If we promise to let you go, can you let us see your true face?" The old knife said, "No." "

　　He laughed and added, "No one will ever see me again, never ...... again," and the laughter stopped suddenly.

　　His man suddenly fell forward, rolling seven or eight stone steps of the hall, and fell to the ground, blood gushing out from behind him.

　　His bamboo hat also rolled out.

　　A man slowly walked down the stone steps, a long sword in his hand, the tip of which was still dripping with blood.

　　Lu Xiaofeng's face changed suddenly.

　　If it weren't for the mask on his face, everyone would have been surprised.

　　for his face had become terrible.

Chapter 16 Chess is a good move

　　The last person to come down from the stone steps was not Ximen Blowing Snow, but Mudao people. He is really the one who walks behind, but the old knife handle obviously didn't think that there were people behind Shi Yan, the praying mantis catching cicadas, and the yellow finch behind, isn't there a lot of things in the world like this.

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't seem to think that he would come, looked at him in surprise, and then looked at the old knife handle lying in a pool of blood, and suddenly: "Why did you kill him? Why don't you leave him alive?" Mu Daoren: "We already know his secret, even if we ask again, we can't ask anything, although I shot a little heavier, but it will be a trouble." Lu Xiaofeng said: "But we haven't seen his true face yet." Mu Daoren smiled, "After a person dies, he can still see his true face." Lu Xiaofeng was stunned and smiled: "I'm so tired these days, I'm even tired and dizzy." Mu Daoren smiled: "Everyone has dizziness, I'm afraid that there is no head to get dizzy."

　　When everyone dies, they can see his true face in the same way.

　　I'm afraid that he has no face at all.

　　Lu Xiaofeng turned over the face of the old knife handle and was stunned again.

　　What he saw was a faceless face, but there was an indescribable sneer in his black hole-like eyes, as if he was still saying: "No one will ever see my face again, never ......" Everyone was stunned, even Liu Qingqing was stunned.

　　Shi Yan let out a long breath, "Although he has no face, I can recognize him." Mu Daoren was gloomy: "Of course you can recognize it, and I can recognize it." He looked up as if he was older, "This person is the traitor of this sect, Shi He. "Not true. Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's not a stone crane. "

　　His tone was resolute and confident, and he seemed very sure of what he said.

　　If he wasn't sure, he would never say it to these people in the room.

　　This is an elegant, quiet study, in a completely safe and private place.

　　Whoever wants to enter this study must first pass through seven heavily guarded portals.

　　Almost every one of the people defending outside was a master of the martial arts, including the best disciples of Wudang, Shaolin, Yandang and Bashan, as well as the most shrewd and capable helmsmen in the Yangtze River Water Village Pen Twelve Docks.

　　Without the permission of these people in the house, absolutely no one could break in.

　　What they say here will definitely not leak out of the way.

　　They called this place the "Eagle's Nest", and this plan to deal with the "Ghost Villa" was decided by them in the "Eagle's Nest" three months ago.

　　It's a must.

　　The first step in the plan is to persuade Ximen to blow the snow first, causing a conflict and hatred between him and Lu Xiaofeng, so that everyone in the rivers and lakes thinks that he has to kill Lu Xiaofeng.

　　This is not an easy task, Ximen Blowing Snow is by no means an easy to be impressed, who knows that this time Ximen Blowing Snow actually did not refuse, he obviously thinks that it is very interesting to be able to hunt down Lu Xiaofeng, so his only condition is "You must really escape, because I am really chasing, if you are caught up by me, I may really kill you." So when Lu Xiaofeng was on the run, he was indeed pinching a cold sweat at any time.

　　The second step in the plan is to arrange Lu Xiaofeng's escape route, so that he can inadvertently contact the people in the "Ghost Villa" without being suspected.

　　In the process of fleeing, he had to deal with all difficulties on his own, and he must not come into contact with anyone.

　　Whether Lu Xiaofeng could really blend into the Ghost Mountain Villa, they were not sure.

　　But he was willing to take the risk.

　　They have known about the organization "Ghost Villa" for a long time, but they have never been able to catch a clue, but from the mouth of a dying stranger, they know that this organization is about to do something earth-shattering recently.

　　So they had to get started.

　　Because they had found out that this dying stranger was Gu Feiyun, who should have died under the Ximen Blowing Snow Sword many years ago.

　　He escaped from the ghost villa, was forced into the deep sculpture by the stone crane, although he was lucky not to die, but his two legs were broken, only with a pair of hands and a strong will, he climbed in the valley for five days and four nights, only to meet a Taoist priest who collected medicine in the deep mountains This Taoist priest is a disciple of Wudang, and he can finally live to tell the secret of the ghost villa.

　　It's a pity that he doesn't know much, and he only has his last breath left.

　　Therefore, Lu Xiaofeng knew from the beginning that the "cousin" was not Gu Feiyun.

　　The first person to start planning this matter was Wudang Shiyan, and the first person he looked for was Lu Xiaofeng.

　　If there is one person in the world who can complete this arduous task, this person is undoubtedly Lu Xiaofeng.

　　But Lu Xiaofeng knew that he would never succeed by himself.

　　He must also find a few good helpers, and he thinks that one of them must be to pick up stars.

　　It's harder to convince Sikong to pick up the stars than to convince Simon to blow the snow, but luckily he has a weakness.

　　He is a good gambler, especially likes to gamble with Lu Xiaofeng, and Lu Xiaofeng can bet on anything.

　　So Lu Xiaofeng made a bet with him: "If I don't succeed, you will have to dig earthworms for me." When Sikong Xingxing found out that this was a trap, it was too late to regret it, and in order not to lose, he had to do his best to help Lu Xiaofeng complete this matter.

　　He has always been a man of his word.

　　But he also insisted on finding an indispensable helper, and he asked Lu Xiaofeng to find Hua Manlou for him.

　　Hua Manlou's thoughtfulness is unparalleled, perhaps because he can't see, so he has more time to think than others.

　　The most primitive plan was decided by the four of them in the "Eagle's Nest".

　　Of course, the strength of the four of them was not enough, so they pulled in another six people.

　　That is the Shaolin Iron Shoulder, the Beggars Gang Wang Ten Bags, the Yangtze River Water Flying, the Wild Goose Swinging High in the Sky, Bashan Xiaogu, and the Hawkeye Lao Qi of the Twelve Serial Docks.

　　Because all six of these people have people under the Ghost Villa.

　　Their forces also happen to be distributed on the road from Ghost Mountain Villa to Wudang.

　　The most important thing is that they are absolutely tight-lipped people who will never divulge the secrets of this plan.

　　From the outside, this is just a very ordinary building in the downtown area, which was bought in the name of the helmsman under the Eagle Eye Old Seven Gate, and used the three facades downstairs to open a pharmacy, a wine shop, and a coffin shop.

　　The guys in the three shops are, of course, the most loyal and capable sons of their disciples.

　　There were only ten of them who knew about this plan, and the rest of them were just following orders.

　　Now there are eight out of ten of them.

　　Lu Xiaofeng looked at them and re-emphasized what he had just said: "It's not Shi He, it's definitely not." "Shi Yan didn't come, obviously very sick, and the only one who has ever seen Shi He is Iron Shoulder.

　　When Wudang set up another head and Shi He self-destructed, this Shaolin monk was also present.

　　He had seen this faceless face, and whoever looked at it would never forget it. So he objected, and I saw his face, and he was definitely a stone crane. Lu Xiaofeng: "Of course, it was Shi He who died under the sword of the Mudao people, but Shi He was not an old knife handle, by no means?" Sikong Xingxing hurriedly said, "How can you be sure?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "Because I know who the old knife handle is." "

　　Sikong Xingxing: "Who is it?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "It's a Mudao person." "

　　Sikong Xingxing was taken aback, and everyone was taken aback.

　　After a long time, Iron Shoulder slowly shook his head, "No, it won't be him." Lu Xiaofeng: "Why?"

　　Iron shoulder: "Many years ago, he could be the head of Wudang, but he gave up the position of head to his junior brother Mei Zhenren, which shows that he doesn't value fame and power, how could he do such a thing?" Lu Xiaofeng: "Originally, I didn't believe it, I originally wanted to pull him into the eagle's nest." Iron Shoulder: "Is there anyone who objects?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng nodded, "Shi Yan is against it, and Hua Manlou doesn't approve of it either." Iron Shoulder: "Why?"

　　This time he asked about Hua Manlou.

　　Hua Manlou hesitated, slowly: "I didn't doubt him at the time, but I just felt that he was too close to Honka, and it was difficult to keep Honka a secret." "Do you think Honka is suspicious?"

　　Hua Manlou: "His martial arts are extremely high, but his teacher and origin have never been known:" Iron Shoulder: "He is a hermit, and hermits are usually like this." Hua Manlou: "Before the hermit returns, there should always be some past, but he doesn't, as if he was born a hermit." Iron Shoulder groaned: "Why does Shi Yan oppose the Mudao people?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "Because he knows that Mudao people are not really willing to give up to Mei Zhenren." Tie Shoulder frowned: "Could it be that he is also like Shi He, because he did something against the canons, so he was forced to give way?" Lu Xiaofeng: "Presumably so. "

　　Iron Shoulder: "What did he do?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Shi Yan refuses to say. "

　　The ugliness of the family should not be publicized, no matter what, Mudao people are always his uncle, and he is the only remaining elder under the Wudang sect.

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "Although Shi Yan refused to say it, now I have roughly guessed it." Bashan Xiaogu couldn't help but ask: "What did the Mudao people do that violated the rules back then?" Lu Xiaofeng: "Not only did he marry outside, but he also gave birth to children. Iron shoulders sank his face: "People's words should not be easily believed, and words about other people's names should not be easily believed, let alone easily spoken." Lu Xiaofeng: "Yes." "

　　Sikong Xingxing hurriedly said: "But since he has already said it, he must be sure."

　　Tie Shoulder said: "Not only must you be sure, but you must also have evidence." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng did not dig it.

　　However, his analysis and judgment were extremely reasonable even for the Iron Shoulder Master.

　　Shen Sanniang is Ye Lingfeng's wife, but she gave birth to children for the old knife handle, she is sorry for Ye Lingfeng, not him, why does the old knife handle hate her instead?

　　Because the knife handle Zimu Daoren is Shen Sanniang's cousin, that is, Shen Sanniang's real husband.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Mudao people were in their prime, and Shen Sanniang was also in her prime. In front of Master Ironshoulder, he said very implicitly, but his meaning was obvious.

　　The two cousins undoubtedly had a personal relationship, how could Mu Daoren be an introductory disciple of Wudang at that time, of course, he couldn't marry her openly, so he came up with a plan for Li Dai Taozhuang, let Shen Sanniang marry Ye Lingfeng and be the father of his children. "Why did he choose Ye Lingfeng?"

　　"Because Ye Lingfeng also learned swords in Wudang, and he taught it personally, for the sake of the mentor who taught the profession, of course, those who are disciples cannot but sacrifice. But later, when Mu Daoren got old and traveled outside for many years, Shen Sanniang was lonely, so she turned the fake into a real thing, and had a personal relationship with Ye Lingfeng.

　　When the Mudao people found out that she had a daughter that she shouldn't have, they also discovered their private affairs, and of course hated them to the core.

　　But he hated Wudang even more, because his disciple Shi He also suffered the same fate as him and was forced to give up his position as the head of the house. He had pinned his hopes on Shi He, but now all his hopes have come to naught, and he has no choice but to take the pedal path.

　　"Revenge" and "power", either of which have made people unscrupulous and risky.

　　"But that's not enough to prove that the Mudao people are old knife handlers. "I can cite a few more facts. "

　　During the ceremony, only he could approach the stone goose, and only he knew the secret in the hilt of the sword.

　　"That secret is probably the secret he was forced to abdicate back then, so he is bound to get it. "Only he is most familiar with the situation inside Wudang, so he can arrange a safe retreat route after the fact, and leave Qunhao in the main hall, and he can't chase after him if he wants to.

　　Changjing and Changqing are both direct descendants of his disciples, and only he can buy them.

　　Shi He has always been withdrawn and proud, and only he can command orders.

　　Although these points are only speculation, they are enough to form a very complete clue.

　　What's more, Lu Xiaofeng still has an important link in his hands/ Although I have long known that my cousin is not Gu Feiyun, I have never been able to see his true origin. Iron Shoulder couldn't help but ask, "Now you've found out?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng nodded, "My cousin is Gu Song." "

　　When this sentence was said, everyone was shocked again.

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "In recent years, Mudao and Honka have always been inseparable, often traveling together, and their whereabouts are erratic, just because they often have to go back to the Ghost Villa. Bashan Xiaogu: "This Wudang event, everyone thought that Gu Song would definitely arrive, but he didn't show up. Lu Xiaofeng: "That's just because he has been imprisoned in the cellar of the Ye Villa." Iron Shoulder: "Do you have proof that he is Honka?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "I've seen his hands, his swordsmanship is extremely fine, and he is very knowledgeable, very close to Honka's swordsmanship, his figure and face shape are more like Honka, as long as he adds a little beard, adds a few gray hairs, and dyes a little yellow, it is exactly the same as Honka." Sikong Xingxing: "No wonder I always feel that Honka is a bit yin and yang, it turns out that he has never seen people with his true face." Iron Shoulder pondered, and suddenly: "There is still a little loophole." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "Which point?"

　　Iron Shoulder: "If the Mudao people are really old knife handlers, why don't you go to Mancui Building to meet you as promised?...

　　Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "That's just because he already knows that things have changed, and someone has leaked our secrets."

　　Iron Shoulder: "Who leaked the secret?" "

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "Of course it's the one who came out of Pingkong." "The extra person is, of course, the tall and mighty old man.

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "This matter must not be known to the tenth person, why do you want to bring one more person there?" Bashan Xiaogu asked rhetorically: "Do you know who that person is?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't know.

　　Bashan Xiaogu: "Do you know that I have an uncle, who is the lord of the 26th mountain of Miaoren Mountain on the Yunnan side, and is also a hereditary toast." Lu Xiaofeng suddenly jumped up, "Are you talking about the dragon flying lion?" Bashan Xiaogu smiled: "He hasn't been to the Central Plains for a long time, no wonder you don't even recognize him." Lu Xiaofeng: "You let him also participate in this secret?"

　　Bashan Xiaogu: "He has been sitting in Tiannan for generations, nobler than princes, rich and honorable, unparalleled in the rivers and lakes, how do you think he would betray us?

　　Lu Xiaofeng closed his mouth.

　　But he finally remembered who this person was, and why he had always felt that he had seen this person.

　　He suddenly felt sour and bitter in his mouth, as if he had eaten a big pot of stinky meat.

　　Iron Shoulder: "Now we have only one way to prove that your speculation is correct. Bashan Xiaogu: "What method?" Iron Shoulder: "Ask Shi Yan to tell the secret in the hilt of the sword." Everyone agrees that Mu Daoren will give way, if it is really for the personal relationship between him and Shen Sanniang, it will also prove that he is an old knife handle. Iron shoulder: "Although Shi Yan is unwilling to reveal the privacy of his own sect leader, but in this case, he can't help but say it. Lu Xiaofeng: "He has returned to Wudang?" Milling shoulders: "I went back before dawn."

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "Are the Mudao people also in Wudang?"

　　Iron shoulder: "We also thought that it was likely that someone would be unfavorable to him, so we specially asked Wang Shibao to accompany him back." Bashan Xiaogu: "Then we should also rush to Wudang as soon as possible to ask for clarification."

　　Lu Xiaofeng sighed and muttered, "I just hope it's too late to rush now." Suddenly, I heard someone outside the door: "It's too late now." Wang Shibao sat down first, wiped the sweat off his face, took a breath, and then slowly: "Shi Yan, the thirteenth generation head of Wudang, died at the age of forty-seven at noon on April 14. "No one moved, no one spoke.

　　Everyone's hearts sank, and it was a long time before someone asked, "How did he die?" Wang Shibao: "He has a chronic illness, and it is very serious. "

　　Iron Shoulder: "What is it?"

　　Wang Shibao: "The disease is between the liver and the breast, and the Mudao people have already seen that he has only 100 days left at most."

　　Lu Xiaofeng was moved: "Mu Dao people have seen a doctor for him?" Wang Shibao: "The medical Tao of Mudao people is quite proficient, and I also know a little bit of medical skills. Lu Xiaofeng: "Do you think he really died of an old illness?"

　　Wang Shibao: "There is no doubt. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng sat down slowly, as if he couldn't even stand still.

　　Iron Shoulder's face was also very heavy, did he leave a will to designate someone to inherit the head of Wudang?" Wang Shibao: "We thought he must have a suicide note, but we couldn't find it."

　　Iron Shoulder's face was even heavier.

　　He is well aware of the family rules of Wudang, if the head of the family dies due to a special accident, and finally leaves a will, the position of head of the family will be taken over by the most respected person in the door.

　　The most respected of the Wudang sect is the Mudao people.

　　Iron shoulders sighed, "I can't imagine that thirty years later, he will still be the head of Wudang." Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that this is already expected by him." "

　　They all knew in their hearts that if there was no definite evidence now, let alone the head of his Wudang, no one would be allowed to commit a rash offense.

　　Now they don't even have the slightest evidence, even if the Mudao people are really old knives, they can't do anything.

　　Wang Shibao was gloomy: "Although Shi Yan himself knew that his death was not far away, he still didn't expect it to be so sudden. Lu Xiaofeng: "Didn't he even say a word when he was dying?"

　　Wang Shibao: "I only said it for ten years." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "What did he say?"

　　Wang Shibao: "He wants me to tell you, you guessed right." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng Huo Ran stood up, sat down slowly, and muttered: "It's useless, even if I guess well, it's useless." He asked Shi Yan if Mudaoren was forced to give way due to personal feelings.

　　Shi Yan didn't say anything, and it was too late by the time he did.

　　The secret in the hilt of the sword has undoubtedly fallen into the hands of the Mudao people now, and they have no evidence left.

　　Iron Shoulder: "You guessed well, but you did it wrong." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "What's wrong?"

　　Iron Shoulder: "Since you know that someone wants to take the sword, you shouldn't let Shi Yan leave that secret in the hilt of the sword." Lu Xiaofeng: "We did this, just because we wanted to lure him to Mancui Building according to the appointment, so that we could expose his true face to face, if the secret in the hilt of the sword was not the original, he would definitely be able to see it, and he would definitely be suspicious."

　　He sighed, and said, "How did we think that the news would leak out, but he suddenly changed his mind. Iron Shoulder sighed: "No matter who he is, he is really a great man, although his plan failed, but at the last moment, he was still not defeated." Everyone sat silently, depressed.

　　Although their plan was elaborate and ingenious, they did not expect to end up with a failed solution.

　　Bashan Xiaogu: "Now are we really completely powerless against him?" Lu Xiaofeng groaned and slowly: "Maybe I can come up with one or two methods." Bashan Xiaogu: "What method?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "Is your uncle also in Wudang?"

　　Bashan Xiaogu: "He's not here. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "Do you know where he is?"

　　Bashan Xiaogu: "I know that the owner of Quanfu Building is his old subordinate in the past, and he specially slaughtered the fat cow and invited him to feast, this kind of thing he will never miss." Lu Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, "He likes to eat meat?"

　　Bashan Xiaogu: "You can't go without meat for a day." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng chooses people: "How much does he eat?"

　　Bashan Xiaogu: "It's a lot." "

　　April 10, Noon.

　　There is a piece of red paper pasted on the door of Quanfu Building, and there are distinguished guests at home, and it is closed for a day. "Although the business is closed, the door panel is not up, and as soon as you walk in the door, you can see the mighty and tall dragon dragon dragon flying lion that swallows all the bulls.

　　Three tables are put together, and a large pot of meat is placed.

　　He doesn't like to eat fine amines, and if he wants to roar meat, he has to eat it in large pieces.

　　In the large hall, there was only one lazy person standing far away to serve, and not even the master was there.

　　When he eats meat, he doesn't like to be disturbed by others, and he doesn't like to talk.

　　But he didn't call anyone to stop Lu Xiaofeng.

　　Lu Xiaofeng strode over, moved a chair, sat down opposite him, and smiled: "Hello." Long Meng: "Okay." Lu Xiaofeng: "I know you." Long Meng: "I also recognize you, you are Lu Xiaofeng." Lu Xiaofeng said: "But I don't recognize Long Meng, I only recognize you." Long Meng laughed: "Am I not Long Meng?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "You are the Flying Lion Toast, aren't you a general who eats meat?" Long Meng stopped smiling, and a pair of eyes burst into light and glared at Lu Xiaofeng. Lu Xiaofeng: "The general is not dead, the general is still eating meat." Long Meng: "The meat is delicious." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "Since you can pretend to be a general, of course you can also pretend to be someone like that, not to mention that after a person dies, the appearance is almost the same." Long Meng: "Why did the general die?" Lu Xiaofeng: "Because I went." Long Meng: "If you go to the general, you will die?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "The relationship between the general is very important, except for the old knife handle, no one must be allowed to see his face, it is safer to die early."

　　Long Meng: "Yes, the dead are indeed the safest, and no one will pay attention to the dead." Lu Xiaofeng: "It's a pity that the dead often come back to life recently." "

　　Long Meng picked up the ladle and suddenly asked, "Do you eat meat?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "Eat." "

　　Long Meng: "Eat too much?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "Many." "

　　Long Meng: "Okay, you eat." "

　　He first poured a ladle of meat into his mouth, and then handed the wooden ladle to Lu Xiaofeng: "Eat quickly, eat more, the meat is delicious." Lu Xiaofeng also put up the ladle meat: "The meat is indeed delicious, so delicious that it is terrible, but it is a pity that sometimes it really kills people." Long Meng: "The general eats meat, you also eat meat, everyone eats meat, and the one who eats meat may not be the general." Lu Xiaofeng admitted.

　　A sinister smile appeared in Long Meng's eyes, and he suddenly lowered his voice, "So you will never be able to prove that I am a general." He laughed again: "So you only have to eat meat." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

　　He only eats meat.

　　The meat was indeed stewed deliciously, but as soon as he took a bite, his face changed.

　　Long Meng smiled: "You don't seem to eat fast today, and you don't eat much." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "How much did you eat?"

　　Long Meng: "A lot, a lot. Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid it's really fatal this time." Long Meng: "Whose life do you want?" Lu Xiaofeng: "Yours." "

　　His person pressed lightly on the table, and the person had already swept over the table, lightning-like to point to the acupuncture points near the dragon fierce heart vein.

　　It's a pity that he forgot that there was a pot of meat in the middle.

　　A pot of deadly meat.

　　The general's movements were also extremely fast, and he suddenly lifted the pot of meat, and the gravy splashed, and it was still hot. Lu Xiaofeng could only dodge and shouted: "Sit, don't move." Of course, Long Meng wouldn't listen to him, his body had already swept up, and he rushed out.

　　Not only did he move, but he moved very quickly and violently.

　　So the poison that had been lurking in his stomach for a long time suddenly attacked his heart.

　　He immediately collapsed.

　　Lu Xiaofeng: "The flesh is poisonous, and it will ...... if you move!"

　　He didn't say any more, because he could see that Long Meng couldn't hear him anymore.

　　This pot of meat really killed him.

　　When he fell, his face was black, and when his face was black, he was already a dead man.

　　The dead man is neither a flying lion toast nor a general.

　　A dead man is a dead man.

　　Who cooked this pot of meat?

　　Who is the owner of this place?

　　Standing far away and waiting, Tang Bei was stunned, Lu Xiaofeng grabbed him and took me to the kitchen. "Of course the person who cooks the meat should be in the kitchen.

　　But there was only meat in the kitchen, no one.

　　There is also a big pot of meat boiling on the stove, and the pot is so big that it looks like the rice pot in the Xiangji Kitchen on Wudang Mountain, which is full of a pot of meat, which has not yet been fully cooked.

　　Lu Xiaofeng's face changed again, and he couldn't bear it and began to vomit.

　　He suddenly discovered a terrible thing, is the meat in the pot, and the people in the pot?

　　It is likely that there is only one person left who can testify for Lu Xiaofeng now.

　　Whether he is a cousin or Honka, Lu Xiaofeng only hopes that he is still a living person.

　　Where is this person now? Fortunately, only Lu Xiaofeng himself knows.

　　Of course, Ye Jialing is by no means a safe place, he has already sent this person to a secret place that no one can think of, the chess game is about to end, this is his last killer, of course he has to leave a little secret for himself In the afternoon of late spring, the sun is still very bright, and he walks slowly on the long street, as if he has no purpose at all.

　　There were all kinds of shops on both sides of the street, and there were all kinds of people in the shops, and he could see them, and they could see him, but he didn't know how many of them were secretly watching him.

　　At the end of the long street, suddenly a carriage came galloping and almost knocked him down, as if a man had peeked out of the window to look at him, as if he had very bright eyes.

　　If he could take a closer look, he would have recognized this man, but unfortunately when he was about to go to see it, the carriage and horses were already far away, but it was not until he walked out of this long street that he seemed to still think about those bright eyes, and even felt uneasy because of it.

　　Why can a quick glance from a stranger make him scared?

　　Isn't this a stranger?

　　He tried not to think about it as much as possible, and as he walked past the fruit stall on the corner, he bought two plows, one to throw to the child, and the other to nibble slowly in his hand.

　　Now he only wants to catch the deadly key point of the Mudao people, and now the Mudao people also want to kill him?

　　The pot of fatal meat just now, although he only took two bites and spit it out, still felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach at the moment.

　　Fortunately, the amount of poison in the meat is not heavy, and if the amount is too heavy, it is easy to notice.

　　Long Meng is not a slow person, but he eats too much meat.

　　That's a lot!

　　If he had eaten a few more pieces of meat just now, Mu Dao Man really wouldn't have to worry about anything at all, and he himself wouldn't have to worry about anything anymore.

　　The person in the window of the carriage just now seemed to be a woman, and the horse pulling the cart had a thick white foam in its mouth, as if it had traveled a long way, and it was in a hurry.

　　Who is she and where did she come from?

　　Although Lu Xiaofeng tried not to let himself think about this matter again, he still couldn't help but think about it.

　　He had a strange premonition in his heart that this person was very important to him.

　　The person who really matters to him is certainly not her, it is Honka.

　　When the lights went out that day, it was he who personally intervened to restrain him, and Hai Qikuo and Gao Tao were imprisoned in the cellar behind.

　　The people from the Ghost Mountain Villa have now been imprisoned in the cellar, and on the first day of going down the mountain, Lu Xiaofeng has handed over these appearance graphics to the "cousin who walks the dog", and the people in the eagle's nest immediately began to act separately, killing them all in the net, and then the dog Langjun, Sikong Xingxing and Wang Shibao changed their own appearance into their appearance.

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't care very much about their life or death, anyway, they would never know the true identity of the "old knife handle", anyway, they were all people who should have died a long time ago.

　　What about the "cousin"?

　　Where did he send his cousin? How did he send him away? He didn't seem to have a chance to take that big man with him.

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but smile at himself, walked through the sloping alley, and walked back to the inn - the inn where they stayed when they first arrived on April 11.

　　They unloaded their luggage, settled the carriage and horses, and then went to drink, and only met his niece when they were drinking, and only then did they arrive at Mancui Garden, where the carriage and luggage were still left in the inn, and the coachman hired from the road was still waiting for him to develop his foot money.

　　He seemed to have forgotten about it, as if he hadn't remembered it until now.

　　Gave double the reward, he seemed to feel a little wronged again, so he asked the husband to put on the horse, today's weather is good, I want to go around, you will catch the last car for me, I will invite you to drink. "The weather was really good, the people who drove the car and the horses who pulled the cart were full of energy, and they were very energetic on the road.

　　Here is not only the only way to go to Wudang, but also the nearest town from Wudang Pass, after walking out of the downtown area, the eyes are full of verdant, the world-famous Wudang Mountain seems to be in front of you.

　　They stopped at the edge of a forest at the foot of the mountain, and Lu Xiaofeng remembered that he had forgotten to bring wine. "I promised to invite you to drink / And he gave the coachman another piece of silver, you go and buy it, buy a little more, and give you the rest." Of course, it was not close to the place where the wine was sold, but for the sake of the money, the coachman went away happily.

　　Now it is dusk, the sunset is full of sky, the sunset is gorgeous, this famous mountain of Taoism, the strange place of martial arts, in the sunset, it is more magnificent and majestic.

　　It's just that there is no way up the mountain nearby, and it is far away from the Taoist temples and scenic spots on the mountain.

　　So no matter which way you looked, you couldn't see anyone, and Lu Xiaofeng suddenly got under the car.

　　There was nothing to see under the car, what was he doing in there? Did he want to sleep underneath?

　　But instead of closing his eyes, he seemed to be muttering to himself, "But if you are hungry for two days, no one will starve to death, and besides, hermits usually don't eat much." He didn't seem to be talking to himself, could it be that there was someone else under the car?

　　Where are the people?

　　He knocked on the wooden board under the car, and it was empty, and there was a mezzanine under the car.

　　Of course, they have to hire a very large car, and if there is a mezzanine at the bottom of the car, of course, it is not small, and it is not very difficult to hide a person in it.

　　That day in Lingfeng Villa, Liu Qingqing hadn't woken up yet, and when others were busy changing their disguises, he had already hidden his "cousin" in it.

　　To set a person in such a place is ill-treated, but he thinks that some of them deserve some sin.

　　Although you are guilty now, as long as your stomach helps me, I promise that no matter how difficult it is for you, you can still go to your hidden land☆. "He removed the planks from the mezzanine, and -- a man fell out of it --

　　A living person.

　　You don't have to check his pulse and breathing to tell he's alive.

　　Because when he fell, his whole body was moving, and there were many changes in his movements, and this person - fell, and another person in it fell, and then, another person fell.

　　Lu Xiaofeng obviously only hid one person inside, how could it suddenly become three?

　　All three of them are alive, all three of them are moving, they are all moving fast, and there are many changes.

　　The place under the car is not big, and the range of activities is even smaller, Lu Xiaofeng is alone below, and he already feels very cramped, not to mention that there are three more people squeezed in.

　　He couldn't even move anymore, because the three people were like three octopuses, pressing on him, tightly wrapping around him, and five hands were on his acupuncture points at the same time.

　　Why do three people have five hands? Is it because one of them has only one hand?

　　Could this man with one hand be Hai Qikuo?

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't even see their faces, he was lifted up and fell heavily in the carriage, like a dead fish being thrown into an oil pot.

Chapter XVII: Attack and Capture

　　The horse neighed and galloped forward.

　　The three of them had already sat down and looked at Lu Xiaofeng coldly, one was Gao Tao, and the other was Hai Qikuo.

　　The second man is not a cousin, but a rod with an iron heart.

　　Originally, there was only one cousin in the mezzanine under the car, but now he is one less. Where have his people gone?

　　How did these three people come here? Who was driving the car in front? Was it the driver who was supposed to be buying wine?

　　Lu Xiaofeng suddenly smiled, wanting to speak, but couldn't.

　　The technique of their acupuncture points was very heavy, and the muscles on his face were stiff and numb, not only could he not speak, but he could not even laugh.

　　They obviously didn't want to hear him or see him laugh, but when they asked him to speak, he couldn't say it if he wanted to.

　　Du Tiexin's hand opened and clenched, and his knuckles made a series of firecracker-like sounds.

　　Gao Tao looked at his hand and suddenly asked, "How many years have you been the hall master of the torture hall?" Du Tiexin said: "Nineteen years." "

　　Gao Tao said: "Under your hands, do you dare not tell the truth?" Du Tiexin said: "No." "

　　Gao Tao said: "It is said that you have many opportunities to be a general floater, why don't you do it?" Du Tiexin said: "Because the torture hall is interesting." "

　　Gao Tao said: "Because you like to see others suffer?" Du Tiexin said: "Not bad." Gao Tao laughed, Hai Qikuo also laughed, and the laughter of the two of them was like a rusty iron rubbing, which made the roots of people's teeth soft.

　　Hai Qikuo smiled: "I really want to see what he did back then." Gao Tao said: "You will see it soon." "

　　Gao Tao nodded.

　　Hai Qikuo said: "It is said that the traitor in the sixth village in the past thirty years and Chinese New Year's Eve would rather go into the oil pot than enter his torture hall. Gao Tao said: "It's not bad at all." "

　　Hai Qikuo said: "Does he have a very special way to deal with traitors?" Gao Tao smiled sideways: "Not only special, but also interesting." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng closed his eyes, he just wanted to plug his ears as well, these words sounded really unpleasant than people, but they were not lies.

　　Gao Tao suddenly sang like a song again: "I will enter the torture hall, I will be sad and heartbroken, I will enter the torture hall, and I will call my father and mother." Hai Qikuo blinked and deliberately asked, "Where are you out of the torture hall?"

　　Gao Tao said: "Out of the torture hall, I have seen the king of Hades." Du Tiexin said coldly: "If you are in the torture hall, you will already see the king of Hades." Gao Tao said: "There is also a king of Hades in the torture hall?"

　　The rod iron heart said: "I am the king of Hades." "

　　Outside the window of the carriage suddenly became pitch black, even the starlight and moonlight could not be seen, and the rumbling sound of the carriage was deafening, and the carriage seemed to have driven into a deep cave, and walked some way in the cave before stopping.

　　Gao Tao let out a long breath and said, "It's here." "

　　Hai Qikuo said: "This is the torture hall of the black-hearted old Du?" Gao Tao said with a smile: "This is also the Senluo Hall of the King of Hades." They took Lu Xiaofeng out of the carriage again, as if they were carrying a broken sack, carelessly. didn't care, he hit the car door as soon as he hit it, and then hit the mountain wall again, making Lu Xiaofeng's head dizzy, and even his bones were about to fall apart.

　　Gao Tao sighed deliberately and said, "What you are hooking in your hand is a living person, not a broken sack, why are you careless?" Hai Qikuo said: "I can't see it. "It's not a lie, it's so dark in the cave that you can't see your fingers.

　　They walked a little further, narrower and narrower, and had more chances of being hit.

　　Now even Lu Xiaofeng himself feels like he has become like a broken sack.

　　Fortunately, at this moment, there was a "grid" sound on the mountain wall in front of him, and suddenly a piece of it turned up, revealing a cave, and there was actually light inside.

　　There is not only light, but also tables and chairs.

　　On the table was a self-burning candle for the Hall of the Dead, which had been burned - the flame flickered, and the wind blew in through a crack in the cave, as if it had been specially made for this place.

　　Hai Qikuo casually threw Lu Xiaofeng in front of the table, and sighed: "This is really a good place." Gao Tao said: "Even if there are 100,000 people looking for two years and six months nearby, they will definitely not be able to find it." Hai Qikuo knocked Lu Xiaofeng's head with a hook and said, "If you can't find it, who will save him?" Gao Tao said with a smile: "Even if he really calls his father and mother, no one will come to save him." Hai Qikuo said, "Then isn't he dead?"

　　Du Tiexin said: "He won't die too quickly." "

　　Haiqikuo said: "Why?"

　　Du Tiexin said coldly: "Because I will definitely let him die slowly, very slowly." Hai Qikuo said: "He can't die fast if he wants to?"

　　Du Tiexin said: "No. "

　　Hai Qikuo smiled, and found that Gao Tao was lowering his head, as if he was studying the structure of Lu Xiaofeng's body, so he asked, "If you do it, where are you going to start the operation?" Gao Tao patted Lu Xiaofeng's hand and said, "Of course, it's from these two precious fingers."

　　Hai Qikuo said: "If it were me, I would pluck his two eyebrows first." Gao Tao said: "Which two?" Huo Qikuo said: "Of course, the two that grow on the mouth." The more the two of them talked, the more proud they became, like a butcher talking about a lamb to be slaughtered Lu Xiaofeng has always been a very open-minded person and very calm, but now the taste in his heart seems to be in the oil pot.

　　It seems that he is indeed hopeless, and it is luck that he can die soon.

　　At this moment, a sneer suddenly sounded in the darkness outside.

　　"Who is it?"

　　Gao Tao, Hai Qikuo, and the iron heart of the staff, the two of them rushed out at the same time.

　　Both of them are first-class masters in the martial arts, not only do they react quickly and move fast, but they are also experienced in a hundred battles, and there are not many people who can block their joint blows.

　　It was as if there was only one person outside, and it was as if he had come to die.

　　As soon as they escaped, they outflanked him, and whoever came was that they would never let him out alive.

　　Haiqi is fierce and fierce, and the iron hook in his hand is a very domineering weapon, and he is the first to open the mountain with the power of five dings.

　　Du Tiexin protected his chest with one palm, and opened the way with his right fist, close behind him.

　　There was another sneer, and suddenly there was a flash of sword light in the darkness, like thunder and rage, and lightning was powerful, but it was faster and more terrifying than lightning.

　　I only heard the sound of "ding", an iron hook hit the stone wall, sparks splashed everywhere, and the iron hook also carried a broken arm.

　　Du Tiexin had fallen on his back, and a stream of blood gushed out of his throat like a spring.

　　The two of them didn't even let out a miserable cry, and they were already exhausted.

　　What a fast sword!

　　The blade of the sword was still shining in the darkness, and in the flickering sword light, there seemed to be a figure.

　　Gao Tao saw this person and stepped back step by step.

　　His face was completely distorted, as if he had suddenly seen a terrible ghost appear, and when he took a few steps, he fell to the ground, tears, snot, saliva, urine and urine flowed out together, and the whole person softened into a mess of mud, and he was scared to death.

　　Who could make him so scared?

　　Who can have such a fast sword?

　　Simon blowing snow?-

　　The individual slowly emerged from the darkness, dressed in a gray cloth robe and a bamboo hat like a basket.

　　It's not Simon blowing snow, it's the old knife handle!

　　Lu Xiaofeng's people had just been fished out of the oil pot and fell into the ice cellar again, and their whole bodies were already cold.

　　He was bent on catching this man's fatal point, and of course this man wanted his life!

　　Even if he would rather go into the oil pot than enter the torture hall, but now he would rather enter the torture hall than fall into the hands of the old knife handle.

　　The old knife handle's voice was very gentle, and he was actually asking, "Have they been rude to you?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly.

　　After being hit so many times just now, his bloodline was finally knocked relatively smooth, and he could already speak.

　　But at this moment, what else does he have to say?

　　The old knife said: "No matter what, I can't let you suffer their grievances, they don't deserve it." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but say: "I only know now that you were ready to kill them after the fact, and the old knife didn't deny it, and said: "Kill them all, not even one of them will be left." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Maybe the cellar of Mancui Building was originally their burial place." The old knife handle said: "The cellar of Lingfeng Mountain Villa is the same.

　　Damp and gloomy cellars, shouting for people who want to flee for their lives, bloody corpses.

　　Lu Xiaofeng held back his vomiting and said, "They were going to die, although they didn't kill those people on the Iron Shoulder, your plan still didn't fail." The old knife handle smiled and said, "I said a long time ago that I will never fail. Lu Xiaofeng can only admit that now it seems that the final victory does belong to him.

　　The old knife said: "This is like attacking a city, even if you have broken through the Nine Dao City, although the outside has been stained with blood, I am still my wife lying flat in the city" He smiled and said: "Because my thinking is more thorough than you, you can break through the Nine Dao City, but I have already established the tenth Dao, and when you reach this outside the city, you are exhausted and fall." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Are you sure I can't expose your true face?" The old knife said: "Now there is no one in the world who can testify for you, who else believes what you say?" Lu Xiaofeng said: There is one more person. "

　　The old knife said, "Who?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Yourself." "

　　The old knife handle laughed.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Only you know that what I said is right, so you will definitely kill me." The old knife said, "What about you? Do you yourself completely and absolutely believe in your own ideas?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "I'......

　　The old knife said: "I know that you can't absolutely believe it yourself, unless you can take off my bamboo hat and see my true face with your own eyes." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't deny it.

　　The old knife said, "There is one more thing you are wrong. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "What's the matter?" The old knife said, "I don't want to kill you." Lu Xiaofeng said: "You don't want to?"

　　The old knife handle smiled again, and said, "Why should I kill you? He smiled and turned around, Shi Shiran walked out, I will never do anything if it is not worth killing me. Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but say loudly: "Now can you let me see who you are?" The old knife didn't look back, and said, "No." "

　　The candle flickered and was about to be extinguished.

　　The old knife handle is gone, and the huge stone wall outside the entrance has also been densely raised.

　　Even if Lu Xiaofeng can move freely, he will definitely not be able to walk out of here alive.

　　Now the place is like a sealed jar, and not even a fly can fly out.

　　Why should I kill you, what are you like to a dead man now?

　　It is no different, this sealed jar is his tomb.

　　Everyone has to go to the grave sooner or later, but it is better to sit in the grave alive and wait for death, than to die early.

　　The saddest thing is that now he can't even die.

　　The candle tears are about to be drained, and his life is just like this broken candle!

　　It wasn't until now that he realized that he wasn't an invincible, omnipotent superman.

　　He may have been able to get out of the previous crises by a little luck, but when he meets a terrible opponent like the old knife handle, luck is useless, and I know that you yourself cannot absolutely believe it, unless you can see me for what I really am.

　　Now he will never see it, and he will only go to hell with this question. Why go to hell?

　　People who can't even believe in themselves can go to hell without going to hell?

　　The candlelight was extinguished, but he was still alive.

　　The only thing worse in the world than sitting in a grave waiting to die is to sit alive in the darkness and wait to die.

　　He thought of a lot of people, even the shining eyes in the car window.

　　At this moment, why did he still think of her?

　　Could it be that this passer-by woman with a pair of shining eyes also has some kind of strange and mysterious relationship with him?

　　The secret room suddenly became very hot, and he was already sweating, beads of sweat crawling across his face like ants.

　　Suddenly, he realized that his hands were able to move.

　　You have a hand that is unparalleled in the world, and your two fingers are priceless treasures.

　　Everybody said that, but the only thing he could do with his two fingers now was to squeeze his own leg hard to keep him sober and don't always think that he was great.

　　It's just that it's more painful when you're sober.

　　"How nice it would be if I could fall asleep. "

　　When I woke up and found myself in hell, I was very happy.

　　No other sleep.

　　With darkness and stuffiness came tiredness and hunger, especially thirst, which was more unbearable.

　　How long will this sin end?

　　Till death!

　　When can I die?

　　He suddenly began to sing loudly, and he still sang those children's rhymes:

　　"My sister is holding a clay doll,

　　To go to the garden to see the flowers......"

　　The golden childhood, the sweet past, and even the pain of the past have now become very sweet.

　　It turns out that life is so lovely, why do people always have to wait until they are dying to cherish it?

　　Suddenly, there was a "lattice" sound in the darkness, and the huge mountain wall suddenly turned up.

　　The lights shone in, and a large group of people poured in, including iron shoulders, Wang Shibao, and flowers full of buildings, and a white-haired old man who walked in the front. It's actually a wooden man!

　　was suddenly rescued when he was dying, which was the most joyful event, but Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt a surge of anger, and he fainted with anger.

　　April 15, afternoon.

　　It is almost dusk, the cloud room is cool and quiet, and the sound of bamboo outside is like a wave, which is the bamboo courtyard where the head of Wudang receives VIPs.

　　The guest of honor who came this time was Lu Xiaofeng.

　　He lay motionless on the bed, looking at the roof, and seemed to be no different from a dead man.

　　"If it weren't for Mu Zhenren remembering that there is such a cave in the back mountain, you would have died this time. It was Iron Shoulder who spoke, "That was the place where the Wudang disciples went to face the wall in the past, but now their door rules are not as strict as they used to be, and no one has been to that place for a long time, this time you are really lucky." "Luck, hell luck!

　　"But you can't be entirely grateful for luck either, it's always the Mujin people who brought us there to find you. The Shaolin monk said it very implicitly, but the meaning was obvious.

　　He obviously no longer suspects that the Mu Dao man is an old knife handle, otherwise why would he take us to save you?" Of course, other people think the same way, and this principle is as simple as "one plus one equals two".

　　So the Mudao people became Muzhen people.

　　But Lu Xiaofeng understood what was going on in his heart.

　　If the Mudao people kill him and kill him, even if everyone can't find evidence, they will inevitably suspect it in their hearts.

　　But now he saved Lu Xiaofeng.

　　That not only proves that he is by no means an old knife handle, but also can be exchanged for everyone's gratitude and respect for him.

　　Lu Xiaofeng could only admit that this was indeed the most cunning and meticulous plan he had ever known in his life, and Mu Daoren was indeed the most terrifying opponent he had ever encountered in his life.

　　This incident was undoubtedly the biggest setback of his life, and now he has no choice but to admit defeat.

　　Although he knew very well in his heart what was going on, he could not say it, because even if he did, no one would believe it.

　　He only asked one sentence: "How do you know that I am in danger?" "In this case, we know that you will never disappear for no reason, and we found the carriage at the foot of a dangerous slope in the back mountain of Wudang, and there was still a piece of your coat on it, the placket of which had been torn, and there were traces of struggle on the dirt. Those points were enough to prove that he was in danger, so he didn't say a word again.

　　As twilight approached, a clear bell suddenly rang outside.

　　"Today is the official enthronement ceremony of Mu Zhenren, no matter what, you should go to congratulate you. "It certainly doesn't feel good to look at a person who should have been punished and instead gained glory and power.

　　But he still couldn't help but go.

　　He didn't want to run away.

　　He wanted to let the people of Mudao know that although the experience of this defeat was painful, it did not knock him down.

　　Even if he doesn't admit defeat, he admits defeat there.

　　The wind blows bamboo leaves outside the window, and the night suddenly covers the earth.

　　The main hall is brightly lit.

　　Wearing a purple and gold crown and a seven-star sword, the Muzhen people looked even more dignified and noble under the light.

　　In the past, the game was dusty, and the unruly wooden road people no longer existed.

　　Standing here at this moment is Mu Zhenren, the fourteenth generation head of Wudang, who will never be taken lightly by anyone.

　　Lu Xiaofeng told himself in his heart that he must remember this.

　　Then he cleaned up his clothes, strode up, and threw himself to the ground: "Congratulations to Dao Chang on his ascension to the throne, Lu Xiaofeng has come to congratulate him." Mu Zhenren smiled, held his arm, and said, "Lu Daxia must not be polite." Lu Xiaofeng was also smiling and said: "The Taoist has gone through all the hardships and finally got his wish, but Lu Xiaofeng is still Lu Xiaofeng, not Lu Daxia." Although his attitude was courteous and polite, his words were sarcastic like sharp needles.

　　Especially the "wish-granted" four Yu.

　　He couldn't help but still want Mu Zhenren to know, although he was defeated, he was not a nerd Mu Zhenren: "Since Lu Xiaofeng is still Lu Xiaofeng, the old Taoist priest is still still an old Taoist, so we are still friends, aren't we?" Although he was smiling, his eyes also showed a sharp needle-like edge.

　　Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt an irresistible force coming from his hand.

　　At this moment, the noble and glorious head of Wudang no longer exists, and has become a generation of arrogant and eloquent old sword handles, as if he deliberately wanted to tell Lu Xiaofeng, "Even if I let you know who I am, what can you do with me?" He put his hands between Lu Xiaofeng's shoulders and elbows, and the momentum of the upward support suddenly turned into a downward pressure.

　　This pressure is likely to have two consequences - the bones in both arms are crushed, or they are pressed to their knees.

　　Lu Xiaofeng would rather break a hundred bones than kneel in front of this person.

　　Fortunately, his bones were not broken, and his arms were already infused with true power.

　　With force resistance, the weak lose, and there is absolutely no room for retreat.

　　There are also many kinds of martial arts to win the enemy, some win with "qi", some win with "strength", some win with "potential", and some win with "skill", Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts machine has become unpredictable, and it originally belongs to the last type.

　　But now that his true power has been released, it is like an arrow on the string, and he is on the back of a tiger, and it is too late to withdraw again.

　　Because the opponent's strength is too strong, as soon as his true power is withdrawn, he will inevitably be crushed to pieces.

　　With the sound of "Bu", the stone slab he was standing on had been crushed, and beads of sweat the size of beans had appeared on his face.

　　The faces of the people standing near them had changed, but they could only watch.

　　The strength of two people is like-for-tat, and if a third person inserts it, as long as there is a slight deviation in the strength, it may harm one of them, or it may be destroyed by their backlash power.

　　No one dares to take such a risk.

　　In fact, Lu Xiaofeng didn't have to take such a risk, at the moment when Mu Zhenren's strength was about to be released, he already felt that there was still a chance to retreat calmly.

　　But he had already withdrawn once, and he would not retreat again.

　　Now he felt that his breathing was getting heavier, his heart was beating faster, and even his eyes seemed to bulge.

　　The only thing that made him support it was that he could see that the Mudao people were also uncomfortable.

　　No matter who wins this battle, they will have to pay a terrible price, and Mu Daojin didn't have to do it in the first place.

　　Maybe he didn't expect Lu Xiaofeng to have such unyielding courage, maybe he was starting to regret it now.

　　At this moment, a young Taoist outside the main hall suddenly rushed to people, his expression was very anxious, if nothing extremely serious happened, he would never dare to break into the main hall like this.

　　Mu Zhenren suddenly smiled and slid out two steps, and the thousand-pound burden on Lu Xiaofeng's arm seemed to suddenly disappear, which made his whole person feel like he was about to fly.

　　He really couldn't imagine that his opponent would be able to calmly withdraw his true power under such circumstances, and it seemed that he had lost this battle again.

　　Before he could fully catch his breath, Mu Zhenren was able to speak, and was asking the young disciple, "What's the matter?" Simon is blowing snow!"

　　"Why don't you invite you here? "He must bring the sword up the mountain, the young Taoist's hands are still trembling, the disciples are incapable of asking him to untie the sword, and the senior brothers who stayed in Xie Chiyan have all been injured under his sword" This is indeed a very serious matter, for hundreds of years, no one has dared to commit a light offense against Wudang.

　　"Where are his people?"

　　"Still by the sword solving pool, Uncle Eighth is trying to stabilize him. Mu Zhenren's hand was already gripping the hilt of the sword.

　　His hands were thin, dry, and steady, and his fingers were long and powerful.

　　If you hold a sword that closes your hand, is this hand more terrible than Simon blowing snow?

　　He strode out suddenly.

　　Watching him walk out, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly had an indescribable fear in his heart.

　　He was the only one who had seen this man's sword, and if there was one man in the world who could defeat Simon Blowing Snow, it would undoubtedly be this man.

　　The water under the sword pond was about to be stained red with blood in no time.

　　Whose blood is it?

　　Lu Xiaofeng was not sure that he would never let Ximen Fuxue die here again.

　　He must find a way to stop this battle.

　　The wooden Taoist had already walked through the vast courtyard and walked out of the gate of the Taoist temple, and Lu Xiaofeng immediately rushed out.

　　Outside the Taoist temple, the spring grass is deep, and there are two shining eyes in the grass and trees.

　　Lu Xiaofeng's heart jumped, and a person wearing a white linen filial piety suit suddenly came out of the grass and trees, holding a sword with an unsheathed sword in his hand, and stabbed at Mu Zhenren's heart.

　　Mu Zhenren's hand was holding the hilt of the sword, and it would have been easy to draw the sword to defeat the assassin, and it would have been easy for her to die under the sword.

　　But for some reason, his sword was not drawn.

　　Seeing this woman in a white linen filial piety robe, he seemed to be suddenly shocked.

　　At this moment, the sword of the woman in white pierced his heart like a poisonous snake.

　　He hadn't fallen down yet, and was still looking at her in surprise, as if he didn't believe it was real.

　　The expression on his face was not only surprise, but also an indescribable sadness and pain.

　　"You...... You killed me?"

　　"You killed my father, of course I will kill you. "

　　"Your father?"

　　"My father is the old man who died under your sword. "

　　Mu Zhenren's face suddenly distorted, and this sentence was like a needle, and it pierced his heart, even sharper than the deadly sword.

　　There was a sudden indescribable fear on his face.

　　It was not the fear of death.

　　He was afraid, only because all the inconceivable and inexplicable things in heaven and earth suddenly had answers at this moment, and all the things that he would never have believed in had made him unbelievable at this moment.

　　He suddenly sighed and muttered, "Good, good......"

　　Then he fell.

　　Lu Xiaofeng watched the sword pierce into his heart, and also watched him fall, only to feel cold all over, and his face showed an indescribable fear.

　　Skynet is magnificent, negligent but not leaky.

　　There really seems to be a mysterious power in the dark, which is controlling the fate of mankind, and no one who should be punished can escape the punishment of "it".

　　Although this power is invisible and intangible, everyone can feel its presence at any time.

　　The fear of the Mudao people is because they have already felt its existence.

　　Now Lu Xiaofeng also felt it, and he only felt full of awe, and he almost couldn't help but kneel down, kneeling under this dark firmament.

　　The others were also shocked, and it was a long time before the Wudang disciples rushed over to surround the white-clothed assassin.

　　She immediately shouted: "You guys go down, I will solve the problem by myself." "Her pale face looks extremely beautiful and solemn in the night, like a goddess of revenge, my name is Ye Xue, I am the daughter of the old knife, if anyone thinks that I should not avenge my father, just come and kill me."

　　She suddenly tore open her shirt, revealing her crystal white chest.

　　But no one came to do it.

　　Everyone seemed to have been shocked by her divine and solemn beauty, especially Lu Xiaofeng.

　　Only he knows who her real father is, because,

　　"Mudao people are old knife handlers. "

　　He could not speak, could not bear to speak, and did not want to speak, and no one believed him when he said it.

　　This result was originally caused by the Mu Dao man himself, and now he has reaped the consequences, although his plan is thorough, he can't imagine that there is a more elaborate Skynet waiting for him!"I should have died in the swamp, but I didn't die. "She's a cheetah woman, she's far more patient with pain and danger than anyone else, and she's learned to wait so she can wait for the best opportunity!

　　"I didn't die, just because God wanted to keep me for revenge. Her voice was calm and calm, now that my wish has been granted, I will not wait for you to do it, because until now, she has not gone to see Lu Xiaofeng, with an expression in her eyes that no one can explain, neither sadness nor pain, but no matter who sees her expression, their hearts will break.

　　Lu Xiaofeng's heart was broken.

　　But she had already raised her head, and it seemed that to look at him again was her last wish.

　　Now that her wish has been granted, she will never wait for others to do it.

　　"Because in my life, there is only one man, and no one can touch me except him!"

Chapter 18: The End of the Song Disperses

　　The blood that should have been shed has been exhausted, the water in the pond under the Jiejian Rock is still clear, and Wudang Mountain is still standing, and it is still a famous Taoist mountain and a holy place of martial arts that everyone admires.

　　Only people change. From birth to death, from the new to the old, the process of transformation during this period sometimes comes so suddenly.

　　All the love and hatred, all the grievances and secrets, have now been buried forever with this sudden change, buried in Lu Xiaofeng's heart.

　　Now he just wants to find a place where there is no one, live quietly for a while, and let those who have been buried be buried deeper.

　　He went down the mountain in the middle of the night, but he didn't know that there was someone waiting for him at the bottom of the mountain.

　　A person is alone under the Jiejian Rock, white as snow.

　　Lu Xiaofeng walked over slowly, now it's time for the end of the song and everyone to disperse, why don't you leave?" Ximen blows the snow and says: "Although the people have dispersed, the song is not over." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What else are you going to play?"

　　Ximen Fuxue said: "I have been tracking for eight thousand miles, just to kill a person, and now that this person is not dead, I am also going to blow a death tune for his funeral, with my sword." Lu Xiaofeng said: "This person you are talking about is me?"

　　Ximen blows snow and says, "It's you!"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Have you forgotten that you didn't really want to kill me?" Ximen Chuixue said coldly: "I only know that people in the rivers and lakes have always made no distinction between truth and falsehood, and if you live, it will be my shame." Lu Xiaofeng looked at him and suddenly smiled, do you want to force me to make a move, to see if I can break your unparalleled sword?" Simon Blowing Snow does not deny it.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "I know you want to know the answer to this question, and I also know that this is a good opportunity for you, but it's a pity that you still can't try." Simon Fuxue couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng's smile was tired and haggard, and he said lightly: "As long as your sword is unsheathed, you will know why, why ask now?" Could it be that he was ready to resist the dodge? Could it be that he really regarded the honor and disgrace of life and death as lighter than a pool of clear water under the sword of Xie Chi?

　　Simon Fuxue stared at him for a long time, and the fog had risen by the poolside, and he suddenly turned around and walked into the fog.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said loudly: "Why don't you make a move?"

　　Simon didn't look back, and said coldly: "Because your heart is dead, you are already a dead man." "Is my heart really dead?" Lu Xiaofeng was asking himself, am I really like a dead man doing nothing?" This is a question that only he knows. The morning mist was miserable, but there was already light in the east, and he suddenly puffed up his chest and strode towards the light—

　　(End of book)