Part 2 Ximen Blowing Snow Chapter 1 Bashan Night Rain Words Sword
It doesn't matter if Simon blows the snow even if he has no sword in his palm, because his man has become one with the sword, and as long as his person is there, everything in heaven and earth is his sword.
(a)
Spring night, spring rain, Bashan. The night rain of spring night is always sad, especially in Bashan, the lonely mountains, the sloping stone paths, the ink-like moss marks, how many predecessors and heroes have been buried under the moss marks, how many spring flowers have not yet appeared, they have turned into spring mud. There is a line of footprints on the spring mud, the footprints left after the rain stopped last night. It's raining again tonight. In the vast smoke and clouds of night and rain, at the end of the stone path, there is a Taoist temple, the incense has been extinguished for a long time, the traces of people are also extinct, and the thunder and sword qi of the past have not been seen again for a long time. Since Gu Daoren, a Bashan swordsman who moved the world with the "Seven Seven Forty-Nine Hands Returning to the Wind Dancing Willow Sword" in the past, has disappeared and does not know the fairy feet, his children have also scattered. This Taoist temple, which was once regarded as a sacred place by young people who were obsessed with swords, has gradually become desolate and declined, and all that remains is some mythical legends and a sword mark on the moss. However, in the past two years, whenever the wind and moon are clear, the nearby woodcutter hunters can often see an arc lamp in the Taoist temple as if it is ethereal. Where there is a lamp, there are people. Who is coming back here? and why?
(b)
It rained tonight, and the arc lights came on again. Sitting alone under the lamp, he is neither a disciple of Bashan's sect nor a Taoist. In this lonely and uninhabited barren mountain Taoist temple, he has been living alone for two years, and he is actually a monk. A monk who can often go without eating for days and not taking a bath for months. This monk can sometimes even go years without speaking. On this night, two more people came to this Taoist temple. Both men were quite tall, wearing the same two black cloaks and the same two black felt hats, with extremely wide brims, worn very low to hide their faces. Walking from the sloping stone path here, trampling on the spring mud turned into an unknown number of fallen flowers, one of them seemed to be very tired, and the other often had to stop and wait to help him. The monks who were dozens of miles away, under the lamp, already knew that they were coming. But the monk didn't move. Although the lights were flickering and flickering, the monk did not move, and did not even react at all, until the two people passed through the courtyard in front of the Taoist temple and came to his hut, the monk did not even react at all. There was no response to the knock on the door, and the two people who came over the mountain in the rain had to push the door open by themselves. The light was silent, but it illuminated the two men, and their mouths and foreheads in the shadow of the brim. Both of them have pointed foreheads, but the lines are soft, and the contours of the mouths are fuller and softer. Only a woman can have such a mouth. A woman with such a mouth is undoubtedly a very attractive woman. Two beautiful women came to visit Bashan in the night rain to visit a monk who had been appointed like an old monk. Are they crazy? Is there something wrong with them? If they are neither crazy nor wrong, there must be a very good reason, and it must be for a very serious matter. What will two beautiful women do when they cross a barren mountain in the rain to find a monk? What will happen when two women come to find a monk?
(c)
There are no old monks who are still like old monks. The woman, who walked faster and had better physical strength, and was taller, stretched out a snow-white hand, and in a posture almost more beautiful than a dance, took off the felt hat on her head, and with a stroke of her hand, the raindrops on the hat flowed out, and in the light, it looked like a string of shining pearls. The long hair that had been stuck in her hat was like rain falling down. He covered half of her face, but revealed the other half of her face. With dark and slender eyebrows, bright eyes, and a shallow smile at the corner of his mouth, spring has really returned to the world. The monk looked at his nose and his nose, as if he didn't see such a woman in front of him at all. However, she seemed to be very familiar with this monk, and even said to him with a very affectionate attitude: "Monk, others say that you are honest, if there are only 100,000 people in the world, at least 999 people will say that you are honest. The woman said, "But, in my opinion, you are really not honest at all, a monk. "This woman's body is slender and elegant, and her graceful demeanor, and every movement is gentle and feminine, which can only be seen by coming from a very cultured and noble family. But when she spoke to this mysterious and strange poor monk, she suddenly became like a little nun who had been fooling around in the monk class all day. The monk finally couldn't help but speak. What is my dishonesty?" "You tell others that you want to go to Wutai Mountain to sit in the pass, but you secretly hide in the Taoist temple, I went to the heavens and the earth to look for you, and I searched for more than a month to find it. She said, "What do you say you are honest?" the monk sighed. "What are you looking for a monk for?" he said with a bitter face, "The monk doesn't eat medium broth." This girl is actually Miss Niu's "beef soup", who has been famous for being naughty and mischievous in the rivers and lakes in recent years. Recently, someone secretly gave her another nickname, called "Kraft Candy", in fact, you must also know in your heart that I will not have anything good to look for you. "Amitabha, Buddha bless, the monk only hopes that this time you will not be bad about what you are looking for me. "Far from being bad, it's good. "Oh?" "I came to you this time in order to fulfill you to do something that is enough for your friend's righteousness, which is what you say, to make a great merit. Miss Niu said: "Do two more things like this, and sooner or later you will always become an Arhat" "What kind of Arhat do you cultivate? Looking for a chicken Arhat?" Miss Zhong's big eyes blinked, and she smiled. "It's not bad to find a chicken arhat? The size is always an arhat, and it is not much worse than subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger. The monk smiled wryly. Miss CUHK, can you spare me this time? Do you think the monk really doesn't know what you came to me for this time?" "You know?" "I can think of it with my ass, it must be that Lu Xiaoniao of yours is missing again, so you want the monk to find him." The monk said, "It's a pity that you will never do such a stupid thing again, Miss's expression suddenly became heavy, and she seemed to have an indescribable anxiety and worry. "You guessed correctly, Lu Xiaofeng is indeed missing again, but this time is different from the past. "What's the difference?" "This time he didn't argue with me, nor did he do it for any other woman. Miss Zhong said: "This time, before he left, he also met with me once, saying that it was because a good friend of his suddenly disappeared, and he had to go to sleep to find him, and maybe there would be danger." She looked like she was about to cry. I had made up my mind to go with him, but I didn't expect him to sneak away, and there was no news from him as soon as he went. The monk said slowly: "The monk has told his fate, and he can't die." "Either way, you're going to go to him. "Why?" "Because you're a good friend of his." Miss Zhong said: "Who in the rivers and lakes doesn't know that the honest monk is Lu Xiaofeng's good friend, he is in danger, if you don't go to him, wouldn't you laugh to death." This monk is actually the first ranger in Buddhism, an honest monk who is famous all over the world. It is said that he has never uttered a word of dishonesty in his life, but if someone is going to force him to tell the truth, that person will soon try to speak again. It is said that once he was robbed on the Yellow River ferry, he said that the bag was empty, and the robbers believed him, and when the thieves had left, he chased after him, confessed that he had lied, and handed over all the money he had, and the next morning, the thieves suddenly died in their den for no apparent reason. "There are a lot of rumors about this monk, and they are all very interesting. It's a pity that we don't want to talk about him in this story. If Miss Niu wants to move a person, she can really say that all the dead are alive, but the honest monk doesn't seem to have listened to even a word. "No matter what you say, it's useless, anyway, the monk has already eaten the scale milling this time, and he has milled his heart, so if he doesn't go, he won't go. "Seriously?" "Seriously. "True?" "No, Miss Niu sighed. In that case, I'll have to tell you a story. Here's the story she tells. Once upon a time there was a monk, others said that he was so honest that he never touched meat and fish, let alone close to women, and when he met a woman, he didn't even dare to look at it, because if he wanted to look at it, he had to look at least seven or eight hundred eyes. "Once he actually talked about love with a woman, and talked about love, with a little girl named Xiaodou. "This little girl has a very poor background, she grew up in Lehu, she is weak and sick, so we, a very honest monk, sympathize with her and pity her. "It doesn't matter if you're pitiful, what matters is that love is born of pity, and love is endless" The only regret is that he is a monk, and he is one, he can't get a few thousand taels of silver to redeem a Lehu girl, let alone blatantly snatch her out of the Goolan courtyard. So this amorous monk had no choice but to quietly go away with hatred, hide in a place where he thought others would never find it, and go bitterly to love each other and repent of it. Speaking of this, the beef soup paused, stared at the honest monk and asked, "Do you say this story is good?" Hearing this, the honest monk's already panicked face was almost bloodless, and it took a long time to answer. It's not good. "I don't think it sounds good, either. Miss Niu said: "I don't like to hear such a sad story. She sighed. It's just that this story is true, there are real people, there are real things. "Oh?" Miss Niu stared at the monk for a long time, and then suddenly asked again: "Do you know who this monk is in this story?" "I...... I know. "You name it. The honest monk began to sweat on his forehead, but he still struggled to answer. The monk in this story is me. Miss Niu smiled and sighed. "No matter what, an honest monk is worthy of being an honest monk after all, and he really never lies. She suddenly pulled another girl in a black cloak in front of the honest monk, took off her felt hat for her, and took out a delicate, thin, and touching face, with tears on her cheeks. "Who are you looking at her again?" the honest monk was stunned. Of course he knew who she was, the sky was old and the moon was gone, and the stars were falling, he wouldn't fail to recognize her. Little bean, how can it be you? Little bean's tears are like beans. Seeing the expressions on their faces, Miss Niu wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh, she even wanted to leave, and walked far away, so that they could meet alone and confide in each other what they missed. Unexpectedly, the honest monk stopped her. I've got something for you to see. "What do you want me to see?" the honest monk didn't answer, but slowly lifted his tattered and wide monk's robe, revealing a pair of his legs. The beef broth was stunned again. The legs she saw no longer looked like a pair of legs, but like two broken branches, not only thin, but simply shriveled and degenerated. The most unexpected thing is that there is a very thick iron chain locked on the ankles of these legs. "The lock is the essence of the Tangram Hall, and the key has been thrown into the valley by me. There is no one in the world who can open it anymore. The monk said, "There is a woodcutter at the foot of the mountain who brings a bowl of rice and a bottle of water every day. Miss Niu couldn't help but ask: "Why are you doing this?" In fact, she also knows that this sentence should not be asked, but it is redundant to ask - people are under the lonely lamp in the night rain of Bashan, but their hearts are beside a poor person in the bright lights. How could he control himself and prevent himself from seeing her? A person who had never been emotional, if he was emotional, he would be out of control at the first moment, and who could control such emotions that suddenly erupted like a torrent? After all, an honest monk is also a human being, and if he is in the rivers and lakes, it is inevitable that he will forget his feelings, let alone the people in the rivers and lakes? Therefore, he can only use this method to lock himself up, so as not to mislead others and himself. Miss CUHK's eyes were also wet. In this case, what else could she say? She had to go, and she didn't expect the honest monk to stop her again. Now, of course, he can't accompany her to find Lu Xiaofeng, even if he is left, he can't save Lu Xiaofeng. He only told about the beef broth. Although Lu Xiaofeng is flying and jumping, smiling, and sometimes even full of nonsense, sometimes he will also say a sentence or two of his true words. The monk said, "Once he said something after drinking, and I have never forgotten it. H "What did he say?" he said, only in front of one person he never dared to talk nonsense. "Why?" "Because only this man in this world can kill him." The monk said, "When he is really in danger, only this person can save him." "Who is this man?"
(iv)
Simon blew snow, and his white clothes were like snow, and his heart was as cold as snow. He seems to have never loved anyone in his life, and even if he did, it has become a sad past, and it is unbearable to recall. He has no relatives, no friends, not even enemies, and he has nothing in this world except for the "sword". Someone like this, who can impress him. "I know that once he just wanted to try to see if Lu Xiaofeng's two fingers could hold his sword, and he didn't even borrow a duel with Lu Xiaofeng for a moment. Miss Niu said: "He didn't even borrow to kill Lu Xiaofeng under his sword." "I know about it, too. The monk said, "That time was after the incident in the Ghost Villa, next to the sword pool in Wudang Mountain. But he didn't make a move. "Because that time he thought that Lu Xiaofeng's heart was dead, it was already equivalent to a dead person. Miss Niu was gloomy. Now Lu Xiaofeng may really be a dead man. But as long as he is not dead, the only person who can save him is Simon Blowing Snow. The honest monk said: "The monk never lies, Ximen Fuxue is not only the first in swordsmanship, but also his calmness and wisdom are no one can compare." "The monk is honest, I believe in the monk. Miss Niu said: "But I don't know what method to use to move him to save Lu Xiaofeng." "I don't know. How could you not know?" Miss Niu asked the honest monk. "Because there's no way around it. The monk said, "Even if you can bring the dead to life, there is nothing you can do about him." He looked at the beef soup with a very honest and a little mysterious look, and said slowly: "It's just that I still have to tell you if there is a Hungarian dialect, and you must keep it in mind." Of course, what the honest monk says is honest, and honesty is usually very useful, and of course Miss Niu has to listen to each Yu very carefully. Unexpectedly, the honest monk only said eight words, and every Yu could kill people. "There's no way, there's a way. "Monks like to play the edge, and the monk who can play the edge is the monk who makes sense. But to Miss Niu's ears, it sounded like a person had eight farts in a row.
Part 2 Ximen Blowing Snow Chapter 2 Super Killer Yun Feng See
(a)
At this time, Ximen Fuxue was sitting on a flat blue rock on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance. Dusk, the end of the day. In the distance, the smoke and clouds are misty, and you can't see anything, but you can see everything. For a person whose life has not yet begun, or who is completely satisfied with life, it is nothing but nothingness, chaos, and at most a picture that can give an already pleasant person a little enjoyment in tranquility. But in the eyes of people like Simon Blowing Snow, this piece of nothingness is life itself. It was only in the chaos of nothingness that he could see many things that he could not see anywhere else, and only in the here and now that he could see that this was the most important thing. In the past ten years, Ximen Blowing Snow has almost never had the opportunity to see himself. Because his heart and eyes have long been blinded by a layer of blood, and of course there is a layer of ice that is colder than ice, and snow is colder than ice. What kind of person is Simon Blowing Snow? Today, there are hundreds of thousands of people who know the name "Simon Blowing Snow," and how many people know his origins, his thoughts, his feelings, and his past. Even he didn't know about it. Of course, it's not that I don't really know, but that I've forgotten about it. How could he forget? There is nothing more difficult in life than "forgetting". What a price he had to pay to forget these things. Ximen Chuixue suddenly remembered Lu Xiaofeng, at this moment, he didn't think of Lu Xiaofeng. Unfortunately, the greatest sorrow of human beings is that people often think about people and things that they should not think about. Ximen Fuxue and Lu Xiaofeng have known each other for almost twenty years. Twenty years is a long time, some people die as soon as they are born, and some people are born in a few days and months, and in their words, twenty years is already an unattainable time. In the case of a newlywed wife, if her husband had died in the last two or three years of their love, what an unattainable happiness it would be for twenty years. For an old man whose life is at the end of his life, although he knows that he will not live for 20 years, the past 20 years will be unforgettable for him. Because every human life has his most important 20 years. Every day of these twenty years, something could happen that would change the fate of his life. Therefore, Ximen Blowing Snow will think of Lu Xiaofeng. He and Lu Xiaofeng have known each other for 20 years, but he knows so little about Lu Xiaofeng. He never knew what kind of family Lu Xiaofeng was born in, and he never knew what kind of environment Lu Xiaofeng grew up in. Maybe it's just because he never wanted to know. There are many friends who are like this, although they often get along with each other, they never think of discovering each other's past, and of course, they never think of discovering their friends' privacy. Friends on the rivers and lakes, intercourse with each other with a temperament, as long as you treat me with a manly attitude today, even if you are a bastard, it doesn't matter what a fuck. In this world, there are not many real manly people. If someone says that Lu Xiaofeng is not a man, it is best for this person to quickly hide in a barren mountain and abandoned temple to ask God to bless him and bless him not to be seen by Lu Xiaofeng's friends. Of course, I want to bless him not to be seen by Simon Blowing Snow. Simon Blowing Snow can be for a person he doesn't know at all, or even for a person he has never seen, he will be worn by the stars, travel thousands of miles, smoke incense and bathe, fast for three or five days, and kill a killer who has never been defeated for this unknown person. Because he is willing to do it. Because he was happy. Whether this matter is success or failure, victory or defeat, life or death, he doesn't care about it at all. What if he's not happy? There's nothing he can do, and even if you get all his friends and line up at his door, he doesn't even seem to see a single figure. Even for Lu Xiaofeng, it's the same. If he was unhappy and unwilling, even if someone assassinated Lu Xiaofeng in front of his eyes, he wouldn't be able to see it. The only thing that Simon could see was his sword.
(b)
The setting sun suddenly emerged from a cloud, and the setting sun was already red, very red. When the sun sets at its redtest, that's when it's about to sink. What about people? Are people the same? Simon Blowing Snow never thinks about it, there is always some helpless sadness in his life, why should he think about it? What can he do if he thinks about it? He only knows that there must be someone who wants to use a sword that he has never seen before, a sword technique that he has never seen before, to fight him in an instant. It wasn't his hunch. He has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for twenty years, born and died countless times, and now that he is still alive, of course, he has the same premonition as other swordsmen and killers who are proud of the rivers and lakes. But this time, he traveled thousands of miles, fasted and bathed, and came to the top of this mountain, only because he had an appointment. About this time, about here. He didn't know who the person who asked him to be, but the person who dared to ask him was undoubtedly a very powerful person, and he was very confident, very confident in his own strength and in his sword. This is something that anyone can imagine. Who is this man? Why do you want to fight Simon Blowing Snow, who has never lived and has never failed under the sword?
(b)
When the red sun first appeared, it was as red as the marriage fat on the face of a shy girl, and at this time it was as red as the blood under the enemy's sword. A man slowly walked up the hill and came upside down. If he flew up with light skills, or climbed up with Qingsuo's skillful skills, this person could not be regarded as a worthy opponent. This man walked up slowly, so slowly, like a husband who is afraid of his wife walking back to his wife's boudoir at night, light, slow, and cautious, and Sheng Bo made a little noise, and he wanted to take off his shoes. But now this man is wearing a pair of very heavy boots, and we can even say that there will never be another person in this world who wears more boots than him. This man was actually wearing a pair of iron boots, iron boots made of pure iron. If an old blacksmith with great experience were to be here, and he were to make the most conservative estimate, each of these iron boots would weigh at least as much as the fattest man's thigh. This weight is difficult to estimate, but it is at least between nine and a half catties and thirteen or four catties. Counting from the middle, one leg is ten pounds, two legs are twenty pounds, wearing a pair of twenty-pound iron shoes, most people walk like thunder, not to mention climbing mountains and mountains and walking dangerous slopes, not to mention that this person is a super fat man. But when this big fat man in a pair of super iron boots climbed up this high mountain from the flat ground, his footsteps were even softer than that of a husband who returned late, so light that he was like a little girl who was about to go to the kitchen to steal food. The man was tall, big, strong, fat, and light, but light as a butterfly. This man has a fat head and big ears, clear eyebrows, and a smiling face, and looks like Maitreya Buddha, but those who know him would rather see a hundred evil ghosts with souls than see him. Simon Blowing Snow didn't look back at this person at all, and there may not be a person in this world who is worth seeing him. This man didn't even harass him, let alone kick him with those big iron boots, but took out a large piece of braised beef, two roast geese, seventeen or eight barbecued pork made by Lingnan masters, a whole little fat pig, thirty or forty buns, seventy or eighty lard rock sugar mille-feuille cakes, spread out a large piece of cloth, put all these things on it, and then sat there. It's really just sitting there, neither moving his hands nor his mouth, such a big fat man, in the face of such a large number of delicious things, he actually sits without moving, just watching, not eating. Simon didn't move, let alone look at the snow, but suddenly said something very strange. "Little thin man, I know it's not you, so you won't die today. He said, "But you really shouldn't have come today." The fat on the face of the man in the iron boots suddenly bulged up like bubbling mud in an instant, and it kept shaking, shaking like a pig Ning Tian in an oil pot.
He's not a little thin man, he's a big fat man, if Simon Blowing Snow says it, he's warning - a thin man, what is this big fat man afraid of?
The fat man was afraid, just because he had been thin since he was a child, so he wore big iron boots, so he desperately ate - something that would make him fat.
He eats like this, how can he not get fat.
In order to increase his weight, he began to walk in iron shoes at a very young age.
But now he couldn't get any fatter.
So although he always carries some of his favorite foods, he can only watch them, not eat them.
This little thin man, of course, is the super killer "Big Drum" who has only been stubborn in the past two or three years.
His belly was as big as a drum, his breathing was like a drum, and even his people were like a drum.
Who would be wary of such a bloated, ordinary and cheesy person?
So in the past nineteen months, there have been many more martial arts heroes who have died under his fat hands than under the Ximen Blowing Snow Sword.
However, Simon Blowing Snow knew that this person was not here today for an appointment.
This little thin man is fat and fat, even if he eats the psychedelic drugs of the Demon Sect, he doesn't dare to come to Ximen to blow snow.
Who dares to move the west gate to blow snow?
At this time, there was another sound of footsteps coming up from the bottom of the mountain, and there was a sound of heavy footsteps, as if there was a big fat man weighing eight hundred halls wearing a pair of eighty-pound iron boots.
But before this person came up, Simon Chuixue knew that this person was neither fat nor heavy, and was still wearing a pair of lightly thin and soft embroidered shoes. Hearing the sound of this man's footsteps, the nervous face of the man in the iron boots immediately relaxed! Ximen Fuxue's eyes suddenly became red as blood and cold as snow.
Part 2 Simon Blowing Snow Chapter 3 Big Drum and Embroidered Shoes
(a)
The woman who came up the mountain was tall and thin, with a long face, eyebrows and eyes raised upward, and there was another kind of charm in the vigorous heroic spirit. It's not beautiful, but it's attractive.
She wore a very short silver fox cape, revealing a pair of slender legs, and indeed a pair of embroidered shoes on her feet.
How can such a slender woman walk louder than the footsteps of the "big drum"?
There is only one answer to this question.
She is deliberate, deliberately flaunting herself and showing off her martial arts.
She practiced a very special kind of outer kung fu that has been extinct in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and when necessary, she can even make her body heavier than a large scale milling of several hundred catties.
No woman has ever practiced this kind of kung fu, let alone a woman who can practice it.
She's always been proud of it.
Her name is "Embroidered Shoes"
Of course, this is not her real name, so it can be seen that no one who knows her knows what other names she has?
When the embroidered shoes came up the mountain, they carried something very strange like the "big drum".
Of course, she didn't bring food.
She brought with her a tube of Xiao, a comb box made of fine lacquerware, and a pair of gambling equipment in an ivory box, including a temple, a pai gow, and four leaf tiles.
The strangest thing is that she is followed by a very beautiful little boy, who covers her with a quilt.
It's really weird to be such a woman.
(b)
Simon Fuxue's eyes were extremely blank, and he still turned back, Dagu's face turned blue, and his eyes were as wide as if they were two navel eyes.
They all know the origin and details of this woman.
She is also one of the few super killers who have stubbornly risen in the past few years, but she also has some special skills that are not only not comparable to the big drum, but also l[ that others can't match.
It is said that she made more money than the other three or four killers with the same status as her combined.
What is the reason for this?
When I saw the big drum, the embroidered shoes laughed, and when I laughed, my eyes became more flattering.
"Brother Drum, others say that you are a generous person with a wide heart and a fat body, and you are indeed a person with a large heart, and you have indeed become more and more blessed recently. The big drum was sighing. "What's the use of making a fortune? How much can fat be sold for a hall?" he said, "If you can get rich, you have the ability." "That's true. "I heard you're getting richer. The big drum said: "I heard that even the big names in Shanxi sometimes have to turn over some silver to you. "That's true. Embroidered shoes also sighed: "Although it is troublesome to have more money, who told me that I was born to make money." She suddenly asked the drum seriously. Have you ever heard that I make more money than all of you combined?" "But you should also know that the price I pay for murder is not higher than yours.
"Then why do I make more money than you?" she answered for herself. "Because not only do I make money, but I make everything. "I'm not like you, I'm only willing to do the second oldest business in the world, even the oldest." Dagu deliberately asked, "I know that the second oldest business in the world is murder, and what is the oldest one?" "Prostitution, of course." "
The embroidered upper does not change color. The oldest business in the world is prostitution" The drum smiled bitterly, not like he was about to cry, but a little like he was about to vomit. Embroidered shoes don't seem to feel at all. "Whatever others want, I will sell, if you want me to kill, you can, 17,000 do 500 taels, the money will be killed, and I will never miss it. Embroidered shoes said: "If you want me to gamble money, you can, I have a deck of cards in my waist, whoever comes will come with whom, as long as you have money to lose, that is, your money is just dug out of the ancestral burial, and I will win." "Good. The kick drum deliberately clapped his hands. There is character. "If someone wants me to sing a song, it's okay, a song is five thousand taels, and I can sing it when the money comes. "A song of five thousand, isn't it a little too much?"
"Not much. "Embroidered shoes said: not only is it not much, but it also makes a little too little. "Who is willing to spend 5,000 taels to listen to you sing a song?" "There are many such people" "Are they a little crazy?"
"Not crazy at all. "What do you sing better than others?" Not at all, "but I'm a little different from other singers." She asked the drums. Think about it, how face-saving it would be for those fat nouveau riche to invite one of the most famous killers in the rivers and lakes today to sing a tune at their celebration hall. The drum sighed. This is also true. "They gave you five thousand taels, will you sing it?" "No." "So, is five thousand taels more than that?" "Not much. "So I make more money than you do, and it's only a matter of course. The embroidered shoes said, "Besides, I am willing to sleep with others." "I can see that. The drum smiled wryly. You even carry a blanket with you. "Yes, bring a cover with you, it's easy to clean. The embroidered shoes said: "If you want me to sleep with you, you can, it's also 17,000 and 500 taels, and the money will be taken off from your pants." Dagu was taken aback. The price of a night's sleep is the same as that of murder?" D drums looked her up and down, shaking her head deliberately. I really can't see that. Embroidered shoes are not angry either. I understand what you mean, although I'm not ugly, no matter how you look at it, it's not worth 17,000 or 500 taels. She said, "It's just ......," and "It's just that you're the famous embroidered shoe." The big drum rushed to speak for her. Famous women, even if they are ugly and old, there are still many old plagues who are willing to be fooled. "You're right. "Embroidery. We are also considered peers, if you want to find me, I will give you a 10% discount. "(c)
The sky was getting dark, the night was approaching, Ximen Fuxue was still sitting alone, embroidered shoes lowered his voice and asked the drum: "Who is that person?" "You don't know who he is?"
"I didn't pay attention. The embroidered shoes said, "I only noticed you just now." "And now?" "A man who is neither a man of stone nor a man of wood, and who has sat there motionless for so long, I don't think it will be enough to pay attention to him. The embroidered shoes said, "Besides, every time I go to him and look at him twice, I feel a little cold." "You've obviously noticed who he is, so I've got something to ask you first," you ask. "Did someone hire you to kill someone when you came here?" "Probably!" said the embroidered shoes, "That man paid me seventeen thousand five hundred taels, and he didn't want me to come here to sleep with him, did you?" "Then you'd better hurry up and ask God. "God bless you, your patron is not crazy, and he is not the one who wants you to kill." The embroidered shoes followed the drum, and the man was still sitting alone on the rock. "Why not him?" asked the embroidered shoes, "Who is he?" "Simon blows snow." The embroidered shoes were stunned and frightened. She never thought that a person's name could make her so afraid, and she never seemed to be afraid of anyone in her life. But now she suddenly felt terribly cold.
(iv)
In the vast night, Simon's white clothes still looked like snow. At this moment, two palace lamps suddenly appeared in the darkness, a person with his hands behind his back, Shi Shiran followed behind, and his white clothes were as white as snow. The two palace beauties with the palace lantern are like clouds, with thin waists, long legs, and elegant demeanor, even if they are not the palace ladies selected in the palace, they must be the "professional beauties" trained by Mrs. Wan. Not only do they all have very beautiful appearances, but they also have very good skills, otherwise how can they walk to the top of the mountain at night. …… In addition to this skill, of course, other skills are also very good. So their worth is also very high. The man in white who walked up behind them was a white-faced young man, his clothes were as white as snow and his face was as white as clothes. On his waist, he wore a jade belt, a long sword, and a sword and a jade belt, all of which were priceless. Embroidered shoes asked the drum again. What do you think of this person?" "This person is so handsome, so good-looking, not only good-looking, but also imposing. "He still has money. "That's right. "So he's your patron?" The drum smiled wryly. It just so happened that my patron was also him, so I had been begging God for a long time to smile. "Fortunately, I didn't want you to kill Simon Blowing Snow!" he said, "Only a madman would want you to kill Simon Blowing Snow!" "Do you really think that Simon Blowing Snow will never pay attention?" she asked the young man. "That's not what I meant. He said lightly: "What I mean is just that if I insist that you kill Simon Blowing Snow now, you will definitely kill me first." He even smiled slightly. It is certainly much easier to kill me than to kill him. "Yes. Simon Blowing Snow, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "It's easy to kill you, but it's hard to kill me!" His voice was cold. It's a pity they can't kill you!" "Why?" "Because as soon as they strike, they will die by my sword." "Where's your sword?" "The sword is there." "Why can't I see it?" Simon didn't answer, and he didn't have to answer, why should people see his sword? Who can see his two swords? Simon Fuxue only asked the young man. "You said you didn't want them to kill me, why did they come!" "Because I need to know that I am a very high-status person, and I can not only ask you out, but also ask two such big celebrities to open the way and wait for me here." The young man in white said, "I know that your eyes are always on the top of your head, and I must at least let you understand that I am not simple." "Do you mean that you spent a lot of money looking for them, just to make me know who you are?" "Yes. "And what are you here for, a man of status?" Simon asked, "Why did you ask me to come?" "What do you see?"
"In my opinion, with your martial arts, you can only come to death. The young man in white laughed. A young and wealthy person like me, handsome and chic, with status, status, and money, if even I want to die, I am afraid that all the people in this world will already die. "This is also true.
"I've come here just to use your sword. The young man in white said.
Simon was silent.
He was silent only because he didn't know what to say, and he couldn't say a word until he had been silent for a long time. My sword is for killing. He was silent for a long time before saying this, just because he hadn't said Gong Eryi for a long time, as he used to say when he was a teenager. When he was a teenager, he killed people with swords, crisscrossing rivers and lakes, and when he said this, he was like a gold and iron conquest, how heroic. But to the ears of the young man in white, he is still heroic and charming. He even applauded. "Okay, the hero's sword, if you don't kill people, do you want to kill pigs and dogs?" said the young man in white: "I want to use your sword, I originally wanted to ask you to kill someone." "Kill whom?" "Kill someone who wants to murder Lu Xiaofeng." "Lu Xiaofeng, how many years have I not seen Lu Xiaofeng, how many years has it been since the battle at the top of the Forbidden City - the sword comes from the east, and the immortals fly outside the sky. Where is the famous sword cellar of the past today? Simon Blowing Snow not only had no tears in his eyes, but his eyes were even more cold, and he told the young man in white coldly. "If you want to kill someone who wants to murder Lu Xiaofeng, you shouldn't come to me. "Why?" "Because this person's object is Lu Xiaofeng, not me." Simon replied, "This man has nothing to do with me." He told the boy again. If you want to kill him, you have to find someone. "Who are you looking for?" Lu Xiaofeng. Simon said. If you want to kill his opponent, of course, you have to find himself. This is not only true, but also true. More importantly, it is. Lu Xiaofeng should be able to take care of his own affairs, and he doesn't need me to do it. "What if this is something he can't handle?"
Then he should die. "
"If I had to force you to do it for him, would you want me to die?" asked Simon.
"Yes. "Are you going to kill me right away?" "Yes. Simon Blowing Snow's answer was always like this, always so simple and direct, just like the sword with which he killed.
Part 2 Simon Blowing Snow Chapter 4 The Miss and the Thief
(a)
The young man in white smiled. If Simon Blowing Snow wants to kill a person, it means that this person is dead, and now that Simon Blowing Snow wants to kill him, he can still laugh, but he can laugh, and laugh so happily. Even the drums and embroidered shoes seem strange to this. What's even more strange is that this white-clothed young man who always looks a little mysterious and strange actually said: "Simon Blowing Snow, you are really good, I know that you are very good, he said: "If you want to kill someone, it is easier than someone else to cut a radish, and if you want to kill me, of course it is easier." The young man in white laughs not only happily, but also makes others equally happy.
"You just said that my martial arts are very poor, although the big drum and embroidered shoes are the first-class killers in today's rivers and lakes, but in front of Ximen Blowing Snow, they probably don't even dare to move, and the big drum and embroidered shoes can neither deny nor dare to deny. The young man in white said: "In this case, I should have been afraid to death when I heard that you were going to kill me, but I am not afraid of you at all. He asked Simon, "Do you know why?" Simon looked at him, his eyes were neither cold nor gentle, and Simon Fuxue looked at him as if he had seen nothing, as if he were looking at nothingness. "I'm not afraid of you, just because I know you won't kill me, and you can't kill me. The boy actually said so. Simon didn't draw his sword. "Simon Blowing Snow kills people in an instant, and can kill countless people in an instant, why would a weak person like me think that Simon Blowing Snow would not dare to kill me?" said the strange and mysterious self-clothed young man, "Of course I have a reason, at least a few reasons!" No one could think of his reason.
When Simon Blowing Snow is about to kill someone, what reason in the world can stop him?
But this young man in white actually told the reason, and it was really effective.
What did he say?
(b)
The reason that this young man in white said was, of course, reasonable, and unthinkable to others.
He seemed to have a lot to say, but he didn't expect Simon Fuxue to interrupt him.
"Actually, you don't even have the slightest reason, and I won't hurt you in the slightest. "Really?" Of course it's true, no one ever doubted what Simon Fuxue said. "Simon Blowing Snow wants to kill people, and he doesn't need any reason at all, and Simon Blowing Snow doesn't kill people, and he doesn't need any reason. "It's true. The young man in white said, "I believe it." "If Ximen Fuxue wants to kill you, even if you are a weak woman, even if you are Lu Xiaofeng's lover, even if you are the beef soup, now you have died under the sword" "Why am I not dead now?" "Because of a good reason, I believe there is no better reason in the world for this reason." "Oh?" "Hmm. "
"What reason?" The young man in white asked, "For what?" "Because although you are not a man, you are a woman, and you are the beef soup, kraft candy, and Miss Niu that Lu Xiaofeng likes recently, but I am not Ximen Blowing This person said: "I am from head to toe, from the top of my head to the soles of my feet, all over my body, there is never a place where Ximen blows snow." "The big drum is stupid, the embroidered shoes are stupid, and the beef soup is stupid, whether she is beef soup or not, she is stupid. What's more, she really is beef soup. She knew what kind of person Simon Blowing Snow was, and the way this person looked just now was the appearance of Simon Blowing Snow, lonely, lonely, and cold. If you think that it is not enough to use these five words to describe Ximen blowing snow, it must be enough to use thirteen Yu, then these thirteen Yu are in addition to the five words of fox alone, loneliness, and cold, plus eight words. Pride, pride, ruthlessness, ruthlessness. This person seemed to be like this just now, but now it seems to be different. In the sky and on the ground, the unique West Gate blows snow, and in the sky and on the ground, the unique sword god. How could such a person say such a thing? If Simon Blowing Snow needs a person to die, how can this person survive until now?" Miss Niu stared at this person and asked, "If you are not him, who are you?" She believed that this person was Ximen Blowing Snow, just because she had already felt the unique solitude and depression of Ximen Blowing Snow from this person, and she had also felt the unique sharp sword aura.
Who else but Simon Blowing Snow himself can give others this feeling?
Simon Blowing Snow's face was like a dead man, not only was it so pale that there was no blood, but it also had no expression at all. Miss Niu said, "The most important thing is that most people dare to look at the face of this person as long as they see a man dressed in white like snow from a distance, and he is also carrying a long, narrow black sword. She concluded. So theoretically, it is not very difficult to pretend to be Simon blowing snow. This theory is correct, but there is usually some distance between theory and fact. So Miss Niu said: "In fact, it is very difficult to pretend to be Ximen Blowing Snow. "Why?" "Because of his sword aura and murderous aura. "Whoever sees Simon blowing snow will immediately feel his fierce sword aura and murderous aura, and they will be immediately shocked. "So there aren't many people in this world who can change their appearance as Simon Blowing Snow, and in my opinion, it seems that there will be no more than three. "Which three?" "Western Jade Rakshasa , Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Picking Stars. Miss Niu said: "The Western Five Rakshasas are the leaders of the Western Demon Sect, Sikong Xingxing is the thief, and Lu Xiaofeng is the Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows." "Since the incident at the Silver Hook Casino, it seems that the Western Jade Rakshasa has never appeared again. The man in white said: "What's more, he rarely appears in the rivers and lakes. "It seems like yes. "So of course I won't be him. "It doesn't seem like so. "Of course I won't be that super bastard Lu Xiaofeng. "I don't think you look like that!"
"So I'm afraid I'm just going to pick the stars. "
"I'm afraid so. "
The man in white let out a long sigh: "Your eyesight seems to be pretty good, but it's a pity that you still got one thing wrong." "What's the matter?"
"Sikong Xingxing is not a thief, it is a thief, a super thief. "
"Not only is he a super thief, but he also seems to be the king of stealers. Even Lu Xiaofeng's head was as big as a bucket when he saw it. Miss Niu said: "The person who can make Lu Xiaofeng crawl in the mud to dig up six hundred and eighty earthworms, except for him, there doesn't seem to be a second aD star picking up the stars and laughing, and the chilling murderous aura just now has completely disappeared without a trace."
It was only now that Miss Niu believed what Lu Xiaofeng said, this king of stealing kings is really a genius, and he is really pretending to be like anything.
Lu Xiaofeng once told her. I once saw a man in a place called Ghost Hill who could transform himself into a dog, but the man said that he was not as good as a third of the star. "Big drums and embroidered shoes are also stupid. Although they have heard the name of Sikong Xingxing, the King of Stealing Kings has a great reputation in the rivers and lakes, and it is not much worse than Simon Blowing Snow. But they didn't expect that this stealing king would actually disguise himself as a sword god and be able to deceive them. They also know how to disguise, and there is no one who does their business who does not know disguise. This is a person who wants to be a professional killer, but the most basic condition is that they can't imagine that a person can completely change his momentum and voice in an instant. It is not difficult to change a person's appearance, but it is difficult to change his voice, and he must first learn the legendary ability to control the muscles of his throat. So the big drum didn't say anything, took out a stack of silver tickets from his body, sent it to Miss Niu with both hands, placed it on the ground, and then flew away like a fat butterfly. The embroidered shoes did not speak, and also left, and the footsteps as they walked were of course much softer than when they came. Sikong Xingxing watched her leave with a smile, and suddenly asked Miss Niu. "Why didn't you keep her?" "Why should I keep her?" "Because she seems to have something she forgot to give back to you!" This kind of thing is usually not easy to forget, and even if she forgets, you shouldn't forget it. "Because you're all women," he explained. "Although I don't have as much experience with women as Lu Xiaofeng, it's not too little. Pick up the stars and add a note. According to my experience, things like gold, silver and jewelry, once they reach a woman's hands, are like a thirty-year-old Chen's daughter red into Lu Xiaofeng's stomach, and if you want him to vomit it out, I'm afraid it will be more difficult than ascending to the sky. "This time you were wrong. Miss Niu said.
"How?"
"Just because I'm a woman, I didn't keep her. "
"Why?"
… Because I forgot. Miss Niu smiled like a pure Sayuri. Because I simply forgot to give her the silver ticket. "You didn't forget to give the big drum, but you forgot to give it to her. "Hmm. "
"Why?"
"Because she's a woman, I'm a woman, Miss Niu. Others think that women are only wary of men, and they are all wrong. "Could it be that women are most wary of women?" Sikong Xingxing asked, "Are women only wary of women?" "That's right." "-Women always know a little bit more about women, don't they?" Can you tell me?" "
Sikong Xingxing said: "Although I am not Lu Xiaofeng, I am unlikely to refuse a beautiful and cute little girl like you." Beef soup laughs. You have at least one more thing like him, and your mouth is as sweet as his. "You've tasted his mouth, you want to taste mine.
Miss Niu is not only beautiful and cute, but also smart, bad men like Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Xingxing, what they want to do, she doesn't have to wait for them to say and do it, she already knows.
So she didn't let this man have a chance to speak, and immediately rushed to say: "How did you see the letter that I want to be honestly written by the monk for me about Ximen blowing snow?" "How do you know I have seen it?" "If you didn't see it, how could you pretend to be Ximen to blow snow here?" This reason seems very simple. Sikong Xingxing sighed. I'm sure you must think that this is how things go. He sighed so long. It's just a pity that you were wrong this time. "Isn't that what it is?" "It's not like that, what does it look like?" "I don't want to answer that question yet. "Now I just want to drink a big bowl of beef soup that is hot and hot. "And I stewed it myself. Sikong Xingxing laughed: "You're right this time."
(c)
The beef soup was served, and it was really boiling and hot, and it was served in a special bowl, and the soup was already thicker than rice soup, and the meat in the soup was brought together with three wonderful parts of the body, and the cow was one of the most wonderful cows. If a bowl of medium broth like this is accompanied by two or three hard noodles, a plate of Yunnan kohlrabi, and a plate of dried orchid tofu and a bag of peanuts to go down to Shanxi Laofen wine, even if someone exchanges it for 286 dishes of Manchu and Han Daquan, you will say, "No." "Of course it doesn't change, if it does, it's a turtle.
Sikong Xingxing is not a turtle, nor is it a king, Sikong Xingxing is a eater, an expert, and a big connoisseur.
He took a few sips of soup and ate a few pieces of meat, then closed his eyes and exhaled slowly from his nose.
"Gazing meat, small flower roll leg meat, three points of fat middle ribs, plus a little self-breasted and beef tendon. Sikong Xingxing sighed and asked Miss Zhong. This cow is more splendid, has it been fed with wine and wheat since childhood?" "Has this bowl of beef soup been ready for four or five hours?" "Yes." "But as soon as I sat down, your beef broth was served!" "When I go to beg someone, the broth is always ready. Miss Niu said, "Because I never forgot what my grandmother used to say to me. "What did she say?" she often told me that the quickest way to capture a man's heart was to open his stomach first. "She's right. Sikong Xingxing laughed. Your grandfather must be more blessed than most men in this world!" Miss Niu Yanran. He is also fatter than most men in this world. Sikong laughed, Miss Niu also laughed, and the laughter of the two suddenly stopped, you look at me, I look at you.
Of course, the first to speak was Sikong, because he had already drunk the broth. Beef broth is usually not meant to be drunk for free.
"You should also know what kind of person Simon Blowing Snow is. He asked Miss Niu. Is his faith visible to others?" "No. "So I didn't see the letter at all. Sikong Xingxing said: "I just saw a monk, an honest monk who is not honest. Miss Niu smiled. That monk really doesn't seem to be honest. "But that monk is smarter than you. "What's smarter than me?" he knew that when Simon Fuxue saw the letter, it would immediately become like the heart of a woman who wanted to commit suicide. "What does this mean?" "Why does a woman want to kill herself?" "Because her heart is broken, torn apart by a man." "It's the same with that letter. Sikong laughed. The letter must have been torn apart by a man, and that man was Simon. Miss Niu also laughed, she couldn't help but laugh.
"The monk was sure that the great swordsman of Simon would never go to an appointment with no name, because the eyes of the great swordsman had always been on the top of his head. "If that great swordsman often goes to such appointments, I'm afraid he won't even have time to give birth. "Since he didn't come, you came. Miss Niu asked Sikong. But why are you here?" "Because I'm a friend of Lu Sandan, and Simon Blowing Snow won't save him, of course I'll go." "Lu Sandan?" Miss Niu was surprised: "Who is Lu Sandan?" "Lu Sandan is Lu Xiaofeng." "Because he's not only a bastard, he's a pauper, and sometimes he's even a fool." Miss Niu wanted to laugh, but she couldn't. "This time you're wrong again. She told Sikong Xingxing seriously. Lu Xiaofeng is by no means an egg, no matter what he is, it is possible, I can guarantee that he will never be an egg. "Why?" said Miss Niu laughing again. "Have you ever seen an egg with long eyebrows?
She asked Sikong Pick-up. Have you ever seen an egg with four eyebrows on it?" "Sikong Xingxing will never surrender, even if he wants to do somersaults with Lu Xiaofeng, he will not surrender.
But this time he surrendered.
Part 2 Simon Blowing Snow Chapter 5 The Mysterious Couple in the Corner
(a)
Simon has never blown snow, no matter where the snow falls, he will not blow it, and there is probably no one in this world who will blow snow.
Simon blows snow and blood.
The blood of his sword, the blood of his enemies.
The water in the pot is still lukewarm, and it still carries the fragrance of pivot mast flowers.
Ximen Blowing Snow has thoroughly cleaned every inch of his body.
Now he is changing his clothes, bunching his hair and trimming his nails.
He had already prepared a brand new set of clothes for himself, from his underwear and trousers to the outer kaftan, white as snow.
He had even fasted for two days, eating only the purest and simplest food and pure white water, and was trapped in what he thought he was going to do now, the holiest and holiest thing to do.
He's going to kill someone.
(b)
Zhuangyuan Building is the largest restaurant in this place, with the best business, the most people, the most lively, and the noisiest. Especially in the "rice mouth".
"Rice" means when everyone has to eat. Now it's the meal, and the upstairs of the champion was originally noisy like a big pot of fried chestnuts with sugar. It was as lively as a big pot of assorted dishes, but now it suddenly quieted down. Because two men came up on the stairs. The first person to come up was a big girl who was a little wild, healthy, sturdy, full of elasticity and wildness, but wild and beautiful. Such a woman should have been very noticeable, no matter where she appeared. But today is different, the people in this restaurant today don't even seem to look at her. Because the second person who came up attracted everyone's attention in an instant. The man's face was pale, thin, indifferent, and proud, and he was dressed in white like snow. This person seems to have a chill on his body that is colder than ice and snow, and can freeze everyone's voice and smile. These two people, of course, are Sikong Xingxing and Zhong Broth. Sikong Picking Stars will be noticed wherever he appears, and he doesn't like to be noticed at all. He just likes to do what he wants to do quietly without anyone noticing. He usually steals when he goes to do things. How can a person who is always noticeable steal from others?
A man who is always in the spotlight would not be in a brightly lit tavern by now, if he had gone out to steal, for Chi was already lying in a small, dark cell, hoping that a little sunlight would shine in through the little window high above the ground to-morrow morning, so that he might catch bugs and lice.
A man who claimed to be very experienced in this area once said that if you only have two or three lice on you, they will bite you to death. But if you have two or three hundred lice on your body, you won't itch any way they bite, and even if they all bite to death, you won't even feel any itching.
Do you believe it or not?
No one knows if he was a person who was noticed, because no one had seen him as he was.
Everyone only knows that no matter where he appears, he always looks like his grandfather doesn't love his grandmother, even if he kneels down and begs people to look at him more, no one wants to see him.
But today is different.
Today he is not one of those nasty ghosts and poor worms that people don't even bother to look at, and he is not a star-picking star in Zhongtian.
Today he can even say that he is not a person, because today he is Simon blowing snow in the sky and on the earth, and the unique Simon blows snow.
Heaven and earth, a unique sword.
(c)
The sword is at the waist, like an arrow on the string.
Until the age of thirty, Simon Blowing Snow's sword always hung diagonally behind his back, tied behind his back with a very ingenious and practical knot, with a long, narrow black sheath in the form of a strange shape.
Because he felt that only this method of sabering could keep his movements in the most agile state, and it could also allow him to draw his sword the fastest.
Now "sensitive" and "fast" are no longer the things he pays attention to.
In this respect, he has completely transcended, surpassed himself, surpassed the sword.
Beyond his own limits, beyond the limits of the sword.
"Transcendence" is by no means a simple matter, and it is not easy, no matter what you want to surpass, you must pay a price.
Quite a price.
Lin Yu changed his clothes, tied his hair, and trimmed his nails, this kind of thing was originally something that Ximen Blowing Snow would never do.
Famous people, famous prostitutes, women of all kinds of status, may be the one who does this kind of thing for him, but he doesn't do it himself.
For he is a nobleman among men, a god among swords.
Lu Xiaofeng even said: "Ximen Blowing Snow is not a person at all. "What everybody likes, he doesn't like, what everybody does, he doesn't do.
He seems to have been far away from the world, and his sword has cut him off from the world.
He himself would rather be so.
Unexpectedly, he still "bumped into", ran into a girl, and met a girl who made him unable but to return to the world.
No one can avoid this kind of thing, not even Simon blowing snow.
So he did something "human" do - meet, fall in love, get married, start a family, have children.
He even, he actually has human feelings.
So he was almost defeated, almost dead, defeat is death, in the battle of "Full Moon Night, Top of the Forbidden City", he almost died in the hands of Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, who "came from the west with a sword, and flew immortals outside the sky".
Simon can die by blowing snow, but he cannot be defeated.
Simon Blowing Snow's sword will never be defeated, and it will be done, which he must keep, because it is not only his duty, but also his destiny.
Therefore, he must "enter the god of the sword" again. So he had to be separated from people. So after his wife gave birth, after the woman he loved most gave birth to the blood of his only dearest relative, he separated from them. That's the price he paid. Simon Fuxue silently put on his sword and silently walked out of this narrow door that belonged only to him. Wherever this door is, it belongs to him and belongs to him alone. for he is Simon blowing snow. Because this door is the door of life and death. There was a bright moon outside the door.
(iv)
Sikong Xingxing is already calling for food. The guy in the store had been standing respectfully and straight by waiting for him to order, although he stood straight, his legs were still a little shaky. But after he ordered the food, the guy's appearance changed a little. The dishes that Sikong picks up stars want are one by one, "a plate of stir-fried vegetables, a plate of boiled tofu, two boiled eggs, two white steamed buns, a pot of white water, and I don't know how many cities, towns, and village stores in this world, and every place doesn't know how many guys in restaurants and restaurants that sell wine and rice, let alone how many."
The only thing we can be sure of is that no matter where you are, no matter what kind of shop you are in, no matter what kind of guy you are, after hearing that a customer will order such a few "dishes", your face will change, and it is strange that it will not change.
This guy in the champion building, now looking at Sikong Xingxing's expression, is like a playboy who suddenly realized that he is a eunuch. And there was a eunuch with a woman by his side.
Although the expression of the beef soup was not so surprised, it was not so miserable, and it was not too much worse.
She couldn't help but ask Sikong Xingxing, "What did you just order for us to eat?" "Are you deaf?"
"I'm not.
"What did I just call and you didn't hear?"
"I hear you. Miss Niu said, "I'm just a little skeptical. "Suspect what?" "Doubt you." Beef soup said, "I wonder if you are the king of thieves who spends so much money." "Oh?" "It is said that the thief never stole anything of value, but he had more money than anyone else. "Because what he stole was asked to steal by others." Beef soup said: "And whoever wants to clear him for stealing will have to pay a lot of money, and it is said that once he went to steal a toilet bowl for a man, and that man actually gave him fifty thousand taels." She asked Sikong Xingxing, "Is there such a thing?"
The star-picker sighed, if a good-looking and cute little girl must say that there is such a thing, how can I say no?" Her smile looked neither like medium, nor like meat, nor like soup. If anyone must say that when she laughs, it looks like a bowl of soup, then this bowl of soup is by no means beef soup, but a bowl of sweet red dates and lotus seed soup. "If he can earn 50,000 taels by stealing a toilet, then shouldn't this thief already be very rich?" "It should be," Rich people are usually relatively small people, but this person is an exception?" "Oh?" "What's more, he spends money just like Lu Xiaofeng, and sometimes even spends it faster than Lu Xiaofeng." "It's not the ability to make money, it's the ability to earn and spend money. Sikong said: "Can you spend it or not, it's a bastard, it's a king, Miss Zhongda laughed." "It seems to be a little better to be a bastard than to be a king," that's a certainty, "So you're a king." Miss Niu said: "You are neither a bastard who can spend money but not earn, nor a thief who makes a lot of money, you are just a king who can make money but can't spend money, a super big king." Sikong Xingxing seemed to be scolded, and in his life, he had never been scolded like this. He is the king of stealing, just like the god of Ximen blowing snow and the big sword, just like Lu Xiaofeng is Lu Xiaofeng. People like them are already polite if they don't scold, how can they let others scold? Is this Miss Niu already drunk? "Are you drunk?" "This is drinking white water, how can white water make people drunk?" Miss Zhong said: "I'm just wondering, how can a person who can earn 50,000 taels by stealing only one toilet bowl be called white when he is having dinner with a good-looking and lovely woman." "White?" "White vegetables, white tofu, white touching the head, white water." Miss Niu sighed: "In my opinion, that honest monk who is not honest must eat a little better than you." "Why?" "ONLY EAT THIS KIND OF THING, THERE IS THE STRENGTH OF THE LITTLE MONK JU SKONG XING DID NOT SMILE, BUT SIGHED. "Now I know why that Lu Xiaofeng likes you. Sikong said, "The tone of your voice is as if it was cast in a mold with him." H "Is he Lu Sandan or Lu Xiaoji?" Sikong picked up the stars and said: "Sometimes he is also a land bird, a land dog/" I understand what Lu Xiaoniao means, he does fly like a bird. "Hmph!" "But I don't understand Lu Puppy," Miss Niu asked, "How can anyone call him Lu Puppy?" "Because his nose is smarter than a dog, and he can smell a pile of feces eight thousand miles away." Miss Niu wanted to laugh, but she couldn't help it, and stared at Sikong for a long time with a straight face. "What about you? Are you picking up the stars, or are you eating all over the ground?
Sikong was stunned: "How can people be roaring all over the ground?"
Of course, Miss Niu has her reasons.
"The ground is against Sikong, picking stars is against eating, Yuyu can match it. Miss Niu said, "Besides, these things you eat are not much better than shit." "You're wrong this time, I'm not angry, I called these things to eat, just because I'm not a star at all now. "So who are you now?"
"Simon blows snow. Sikong said: "Isn't it right to be right all over the ground to Simon, and to eat and blow snow." "That's great. One person said, "It's good enough to eat a lot of shit and get stabbed." "There is a table in the corner of the restaurant, sitting a husband and wife, both very old, the husband is thin and withered, the wife is white and fat, the husband is sad, and the wife is smiling.
There are many couples in this world who are like this, if both husband and wife are very enthusiastic about doing one thing, the husband will always suffer a little more, and the husband will make his wife happy! This husband and his wife were originally sitting in a far corner, and suddenly, the yellow-faced and thin-skinned husband was already sitting on the chair next to Miss Wagyu Niu. Of course, those words about eating and being stabbed are what he said. Of course, Sikong Xingxing can't help but ask him, did you say that I was going to be stabbed just now?" "Yes".
"Why should I get stabbed?"
"Because you're not Simon blowing snow. The old man said, "If you are Simon blowing snow, I will eat all over the ground." Sikong was stunned again. The old man had been sitting far away, and the sound of him and the beef soup could not even be heard at the table. But the old man heard. Who is this old man? If Sikong Xingxing knew who this old man was, I am afraid that he would faint immediately. In the sky and on the earth, what can make Sikong Xingxing faint?
Part 2 Ximen Blowing Snow Chapter 6 What star did Sikong Xingxing take
(a)
If it is said that Sikong Xingxing's disguise technique is not the best in the world, then I am afraid that no one in this world dares to admit that his disguise technique is the first in the world. The term "transfiguration" sounds very mysterious, and it always makes people feel that it is related to some mysterious things, and they are often involved in some very sinister and evil deeds in the rivers and lakes. In fact, disguise is just a very common technique, a very beautiful girl, when performing a play, dressing herself up as a big beard, isn't this also "disguise"? This kind of thing, like many other things, is it easy to learn, and it is very difficult to learn well. There is no way to describe it, and there is no way to explain it, just like Lu Xiaofeng's finger and Ximen's sword blowing snow, no one can describe what kind of stage their achievements have reached. No one can even imagine. It's just that we can at least be sure that there is a limit to the disguise. In a word: there is no disguise technique in the world that allows a person to disguise himself as another person, and can hide from that person's closest friends and relatives. The most sophisticated transfiguration technique can only transform a person into a person who does not exist, or a person who has no relatives or friends who will see him nearby, so that others will not recognize who he is. If you can do this, the transfiguration technique already has its value, and it is worth learning painstakingly for thousands of people. The Transfiguration Technique of the Sky Picking Stars has undoubtedly reached this stage, and even surpassed it. He could even make Lu Xiaofeng unrecognizable to him. What a great ability to make Lu Xiaofeng, who is more than a ghost, unable to recognize him. But now the little old man who had been in the corner all this time recognized him. You say, how capable this little old man is. This little old man's ability is so great that he can even surprise Sikong Xingxing. What was even more strange was that this old man could hear their whispers in a very low voice in a noisy place, across several tables. Sikong Xingxing couldn't even see the origin of this person. How could he not be surprised by such a thing? He finally surrendered, sighing and smiling bitterly. "I admire you. Sikong Xingxing said to the little old man. I know that you have also changed your disguise, I can't see who you are, but you can see that my ao little old man's mouth is pouting, and I don't know if you are laughing or not, he only told Sikong to pick up stars. I don't want you to admire, you don't have to know who I am, and I don't want to know who you are. The little old man said, "I only know that you are not Simon blowing snow. The little old man said to Sikong Xingxing in a very annoying look: "It doesn't matter if you are Zhang San and Li Si, the turtle king and the eighth, I just need to know that you are definitely not Ximen blowing snow." The little old man said, "I'm afraid I'm not the only one who knows this. He actually said: "People who are more well-informed in the rivers and lakes probably can't believe that Ximen Fuxue will accompany a young and beautiful girl to sit in this place and eat white steamed buns at this moment." "Why?"
"Because the more well-informed people in the rivers and lakes know that Ximen Blowing Snow is neither in Jiangnan nor in the Central Plains now. The little old man said, "Under such circumstances, how could a Ximen blowing snow appear here?" There is only one answer to this kind of thing. This Simon blowing snow must be fake. The little old man said, "Only in this case can I see that you are not Simon blowing snow. He said, "How else would I be able to see it? Dry to wear ten thousand wears, sycophants not to wear, this is really an eternal truth, even people like Sikong Xingxing can't disagree. He's taking it now. He already felt that this little old man was not as hateful as he had just been, and he had even begun to think that he was gradually becoming a little cute. It's just that he still can't help asking: "If Ximen Fuxue is really no longer in Jiangnan or in the Central Plains, then where has he gone to a place where he has seen ghosts?" "
Sikong picked the stars and looked at Miss Niu, and Miss Niu looked at the stars, and the two of them asked almost at the same time: "Is this hellish place outside the plug?" "Yes." "Isn't this place Yellowstone?" "Yes. Miss Niu looked at Sikong Xingxing, Sikong Xingxing looked at Miss Niu, and both of them were stunned. The last person to speak was not a woman, but a man, and Miss Niu actually closed her mouth. Although Simon Blowing Snow usually only drinks pure white water and the simplest food outside, he is a very particular person who knows how to enjoy it very much, and he asked this little old man tentatively. Why did he leave his flowery, dry acres of mountain villa this time, and rush thousands of miles away, to that ghost place where flowers are not fragrant, birds are silent, and rabbits don't?" "
This matter has not only been heard of by Sikong Xingxing, but probably everyone in the rivers and lakes has heard of it" "He once rode a fast horse for three days and three nights for Zhao Gang in Kyushu for the knife town to kill Yang Electric Dao Hongtao. Sikong picked up the stars and said: "Hong Tao's Jade Lianlian Yang Electric Eight Knives" knife is deadly, and there are few living mouths under the knife, but Zhao Gang is a stranger he has never met. Sikong sighed. It can be seen that we, the ruthless Great Sword Cellar, often do this kind of thing for reasons that are not justifications at all. He asked the little old man. You say he will never stop?" "No, the little old man's answer was very absolute. Everyone does something inexplicable, even you. "Is it also an inexplicable reason for Ximen to blow snow to Yellowstone Town this time?" "Yes. "This time he's also for the personal side. The little old man said, "It's just that this time there is an exception." "What is the case?" "I still don't understand. "He has always done so seldom for his friends, because he has few friends, and the only friends he has will not ask him to do it. The little old man said, "So he shot almost always for strangers." "I always think that he usually does it for himself. Sikong Xingxing said: "I have never seen anyone more self-conscious than him in my life." He explained: "The opinion of the self is selfishness. The little old man laughed. Sikong picks stars and looks down on Ximen Blowing Snow, which is something that many people in the rivers and lakes know, and the reason is only because Ximen Blowing Snow looks down on him. "Maybe you're right, but this time, I know he's not doing it for himself, nor for strangers. The little old man said, "This time he is actually for a friend." Sikong picked the stars and drank the big bowl of white water like wine, and asked with a sneer: "Our sword god uncle would actually do such a thing for a friend?" "Fortunately, he doesn't have many friends," Sikong said coldly. He killed a hundred times more people than his friends. "Maybe a hundred times more. The little old man couldn't help but laugh and said, "Because he probably only has one friend." "Of course, this friend of his, is the Lu puppy. "This Lu puppy, of course, is also Lu Xiaoji, Lu Xiaoniao, Lu Xiaoworm, Lu Xiaogui, and Lu Sandan. The little old man said: "Only so many chickens, insects, birds, and ghost eggs can add up to become a Lu Xiaofeng." Miss Niu has been very quiet during this time, as if she is really a famous lady. But she suddenly jumped up at once, like a she-cat whose tail had been stepped on, and glared at the little old man, only for a moment, and suddenly sat down gently, and closed her mouth gently, without saying a word, without saying a word. We can even compliment her, this time she didn't even put a fart at all. It's another person who farts. "What you said about Ximen blowing snow will rush thousands of miles to that Huangshi town where birds don't lay eggs for Lu Xiaofeng?" asked the mysterious little old man. Are you farting?" "I'm not. The little old man said with a very modest attitude: "In front of you, I don't even have the qualifications to fart, even if I have a fart to release, I have to hold it back, if there is a fart released now, this fart will not be released by me." "It wasn't him, of course it was just the stars that were picked up by the stars.
(b)
At this time, Ximen Fuxue was pushing open the door and walking out. Outside the door, there is a piece of yellow sand like gold, and there is a bent moon like a wheel. Sikong picked the stars and began to eat desert heads. He eats and touches his head, because he is hungry, hungry to death, and when Chi is using his brain, his stomach is always hungry fast. But whatever he tried to do with his brain, he still couldn't think of what kind of person the little old man sitting in front of him was, and how he could possibly know these things? Even if he could use his brain enough to make him eat 38,000 steamed buns, he still couldn't think of it. The little old man had figured out what was going on in his mind, and he could see who he was. "Mr. Sikong, can you already treat this beautiful girl to something that is not white?" "What are you talking about??," "Sikong Picking Stars may not be a person. The little old man didn't let Sikong lose his temper, so he continued: "Sikong may be dozens, hundreds, thousands of people, because the subtlety of this king of stealing kings' disguise technique is unmatched in the world. "It's still an old saying. If the old saying is not reasonable, how can you get old. What's more, this time this little old man's sycophants are constantly ringing continuously. "I know you're not Simon blowing snow, because I know he's out of the plug. The little old man said: "I know that you are the star picker, just because I know that in addition to the star picking, there is no second person in the world who can pretend to be Ximen blowing snow, and no one dares." Sikong Xingxing smiled, he had already begun to realize that this mysterious little old man was a person who became more and more cute the more he looked at it. The question is, who is this little old man? If this question is not solved, even if Sikong Xingxing is really a horse, even if his ass is really slapped by someone for 38,000 years, he will still not let this little old man go. So he had to ask, "Now that you know who I am, can I know who you are?" and the mysterious little old man's answer surprised people again, and he actually answered very simply. OK. "Yes?" Sikong Xingxing didn't seem to believe even his own ears. Really?" The little old man's answer was still so crisp. I said yes, and I just can. "Then can you tell me now?" the little old man's reply once again startled the others, for he said, "No." "No?" when Sikong Xingxing looked at this person, his eyes seemed to be about to fall. Why not?" because I don't know who I am, how can I tell you!" "Is there another person in this world who can tell me what kind of person you are?" "
"Chen?"
"It's the little old woman sitting in that corner. "
(c)
The little old woman is the same, just like a little old woman, maybe she's not too old, maybe she's starting to get a little old, maybe she's very good-looking, maybe she's not good-looking at all.
Whether a woman is an old woman or not has nothing to do with these things, and this little old woman doesn't know whether she is ugly or beautiful, old or young. But no matter who sees her sitting in a very safe corner, even if this person is a person who has never seen a woman, they will think that she is a little old woman.
Sikong Xingxing has never seen her as a woman who is not a little old woman.
It's three stars.
Three stars means three stars, which is usually three stars.
But now Sikong Xingxing suddenly found that this little old woman was not a real little old woman.
He didn't see any flaws, but she could already feel it—
When Lu Xiaofeng saw her disguise, it was because of this feeling.
Sikong Xingxing understands this truth.
He knew that this time he was not facing a person, but a star.
It's like Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Blowing Snow, and Ziyun City Lord, such a reclamation.
It's like a star like himself.
By the time he knew what the star he had picked was it was, he really fainted.
Part 2 Simon Blowing Snow Chapter 7 Bath water in the tent
(a)
Miss Niu later told her friend.
"I saw it with my own eyes that day. She said: "I watched Sikong Xingxing walk over and walked up to the little old woman, and the little wife hooked her finger and told him to go over with her ear and say a few words in his ear. "And then?"
Then I saw the Sikong Picker who pretended to be Simon Blowing Snow and deliberately pretended to be ruthless, and his expression changed suddenly, staring at the little old woman with two big eyes, as if even his eyeballs were about to fall off. Miss Niu said. "And then?" Then he sat down in his chair, sweating on the top of his head, his eyes straight, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses before he could get up and walk back, but his mouth was still repeating the words. It's like a Taoist priest chanting a mantra, and no one knows what he's talking about?" "You didn't hear it?" "No." "Who is that little old woman?" "You'll never think of it. Miss Niu said: "I dare to guarantee that even if Zhuge Liang is resurrected, I will definitely not be able to guess who that little old woman is." She said, "When Sikong Xingxing walked back to our table that day, the expression on his face was as if he had seen a big-headed ghost alive. A big-headed ghost with a head bigger than a millstone. Miss Niu looked at the expression on Sikong Picking's face when she walked back, and couldn't help asking, "Did you see a big-headed ghost just now?" Sikong Xingxing said: "It's a pity that I don't, it's a pity that there are no big-headed ghosts here." "What does it mean to be a pity?" "What does it mean to be a pity?" Miss Niu lowered her voice and asked, "Could it be that the little old woman is more terrible than the big-headed ghost?" "Who is she?" "What does hum mean?" "Hmph means, even if I know it, I can't say:" Sikong Xingxing said: "What's more, I don't know at all:" "You are talking about panic." Miss Niu said, "I can see that you are panicking this time. "This time, Sikong Xingxing didn't even hum.
Miss Niu sighed deliberately. I didn't expect that the famous King of Star Stealing Kings was actually such a person, not only would he panic, but he was also a coward, and others just said a few words next to his ear, and he was so scared that he didn't even dare to fart. Sikong Xingxing suddenly stood up and smiled at her. Good bye. He said.
Before these two words were finished, his people could no longer even see the shadow.
Miss Niu sat there in a daze, giving birth to the weather for a long time, and was stunned for a long time, but she still didn't even have a way.
When Sikong picks the stars and wants to leave, who has a way to stop him? Who can catch up?
No matter how great Miss Niu's magical power is, she can only watch.
She was so angry.
The thief had promised to accompany her to Yellowstone, but now he was gone, but what was the use of being angry?
Who else could she be angry with other than herself?
The mysterious old couple was still sitting there, muttering and not knowing what they were talking about, and sometimes they even sneakily looked back at her and smiled.
Miss Niu finally couldn't help it.
Suddenly, she jumped up from her chair like a spring and strode toward the corner.
After walking over, Miss Niu became even more angry.
This little old man with a yellow face and thin muscles, and this hunched little old woman, actually ate more than two horses.
What is even more infuriating is that horses eat grass, and what they eat is neither grass nor "white".
They eat what a healthy person with a strong appetite likes to eat the most.
Our Miss Niu happened to be a person who was in good health, had a great appetite, and was still very hungry.
The most infuriating thing is that the two old turtles not only did not invite her to sit down, but also did not even mean to invite her to eat.
So Miss Niu's "determination" suddenly made up her mind again, and when this eldest lady made up her mind, she did everything.
(b)
She sat down suddenly, sat on the chair that Sikong Xingxing had just sat on, picked up a pair of chopsticks, sat down and ate, and checked the food, and the little old woman who was never bent over looked at her in surprise, looked at her for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh. It's been a different year, and when we were little girls, it wasn't like this. "What were you like then?" Miss Niu's chopsticks didn't stop.
"At that time, even if someone asked us to eat, we didn't dare to move our chopsticks. "You really didn't move your chopsticks at that time?" Miss Niu blinked. At that time, did you eat with your hands?" the little old man laughed, and the little old woman glared at Miss Niu lying on the table, eating and laughing non-stop, and even forgot to eat a large piece of roast duck with Beijing onions that she had just picked up. She suddenly felt that the two old turtles were not the people she had just imagined to be so annoying. Unexpectedly, this little old woman suddenly did something that she couldn't stand anymore. She actually held her hand, and looked at her with a sympathetic look, and said to her very gently: "Little girl, you must look away, don't be uncomfortable anymore" I feel uncomfortable?" Miss Niu seemed to be surprised and surprised. Who says I'm uncomfortable? I'm not uncomfortable at all?" the little old woman seemed even more surprised and surprised. Aren't you uncomfortable? "Why should I be uncomfortable?" Miss Niu said, "Old lady, can't you see that I must be a very open person." The old lady only sighed and said no more.
Miss Niu also stopped talking, and was about to start eating again, but suddenly, she couldn't eat anymore.
Between this mysterious little old man and the little old woman, it seems that something has appeared again, which makes her unable to roar.
Of course, this kind of thing is also a feeling. A very, very strange feeling, which we could even describe as horribly strange.
So Miss Niu's chopsticks finally came down.
"Old lady. She said, "Were you trying not to make me feel uncomfortable?" "Well, then, may I ask the old lady, is there any reason why I should be uncomfortable?" "Alas, I don't know," said the old lady, "the years have changed, everything has changed, and I don't know if this kind of thing will still be uncomfortable now." She sighed and said: "I only know that when we were little girls, if we encountered this kind of thing, not only would we be uncomfortable, but we would also secretly cry for ten days and a half, and Miss Niu began to be a little anxious." Old lady, what is this kind of thing?" The old lady didn't answer, but asked: "Do you know that Ximen Fuxue has arrived in Huangshi Town?" "I just heard about ao" Do you know why he went?" "He was there to find Lu Xiaofeng." Miss Niu said: "Because after all, he still regards Lu Xiaofeng as his friend." "You're wrong. The old lady said, "He didn't go to find Lu Xiaofeng, because no one in this world can find Lu Xiaofeng anymore." "Why?" Miss Niu was even more anxious. "For a living man will never go to a dead man." The old lady said, "If a living person wants to find a dead person, he must die first." She said: "Ximen Blowing Snow is not going to die, he is going to avenge Lu Xiaofeng - Lu Xiaofeng has died in Huangshi Town, and the news will undoubtedly spread all over the rivers and lakes soon." This old gentleman and old lady are obviously not panicked people, otherwise how could they scare away Sikong Xingxing? Miss Niu didn't know how she got off the restaurant, let alone how she reacted after hearing those words. All she knew was that she was now sitting in the pole of a bare tree, and that she was crying like a tearful child. This year is the same as that year, no matter what year it is, a normal girl with emotions will be sad for a man she likes. In a certain respect, what Miss Niu did may seem a little abnormal, but her emotions are by no means less than any other girl. She cried no less tears than anyone else.
(c)
It is still the plateau loess sand. Yellowstone seems to be a place forgotten by time, or perhaps the people of Yellowstone have deliberately forgotten time. Whether they are forgotten by time or forgotten by time, they have a common characteristic: they are unchanging. Yellowstone hasn't changed at all. When Ximen Fuxue walked into Yellowstone Town, like Lu Xiaofeng, the first thing he saw was a poor street and a person who was so poor that he died. This person who is so poor to death is, of course, the self-proclaimed disciple of the twenty-third generation of the Beggar Gang, Huang Xiaoworm. When Huang Xiaoworm saw Ximen blowing snow, his eyes were as bright as when he saw Lu Xiaofeng. It's a pity that Ximen Blowing Snow is not Lu Xiaofeng. Lu Xiaofeng would ask him where the inn was, and Ximen Fuxue stared at him coldly. The cold eyes were like a pair of sharp arrows, piercing the heart of the yellow worm. He cringed and asked, "You want to find an inn?" Sometimes, though, silence is an answer. At least for people like Huang Xiaoworm, who are often used to seeing other people's faces, Simon Blowing Snow's silence is an answer. The cabin in the backyard of the "Big Eye" grocery store has not changed, it is still a wooden bed, and the wooden bed is still covered with a white sheet, the only difference is that this white sheet is new and bright, as clean as the clothes on Simon Blowing Snow. The yellow worm's eyes looked at Ximen Blowing Snow's eyes, and Ximen Blowing Snow's eyes were staring at the red paper on the wooden bed, which was the red paper with the cost of Sasu and meals written on it. Huang Xiaoworm wanted to see something from Ximen Blowing Snow's expression, however, Ximen Blowing Snow's expression was like a thousand years of cold ice, both cold and hard, as if it could be pierced with a sword, not to mention a pair of human eyes? Of course, the person who answered was not Simon Fuxue, because the voice of the answer was clear and crisp, and it was clearly a woman's voice. With the sound of answers. The proprietress of the grocery store walked in with her waist twisted all the time. With a coquettish smile on her face, she walked to Ximen Fuxue with her body and said, "Childe......" The proprietress not only did not continue, but even the smile on her face disappeared. Snow, of course, melts when it encounters warm sunlight, but a piece of thousand-year-old ice does not dissolve, not only does it not dissolve, but it will make the sunlight cold and become eclipsed. Simon's cold face was enough to make the proprietress uncomfortable......, he didn't even look at the proprietress directly, he turned around and walked away, how could the proprietress take the boss's words? How could her smile not disappear? Childe ......" Huang Xiaoworm followed behind Ximen Blowing Snow and kept calling. Simon Blowing Snow was like a deaf man, and just walked straight out to the grocery store. For the yellow worm, this is tantamount to an answer. Huang Xiaoworm was very disappointed, he made a helpless expression at Wang Dayan and the proprietress , and opened his mouth to scold Ximen for blowing snow. His mouth opened, and the whole person was gong, and his eyes widened at the door-Ximen Blowing Snow. Walking out of the door, the west gate blowing snow, suddenly made a big turn, and stepped in again. The face of the proprietress immediately bloomed like a spring flower. It's a pity that Ximen Blowing Snow is Ximen Blowing Snow, and he still didn't even look at the proprietress with a straight eye. His eyes are not looking at people, but things. His hand was also reaching out to what he saw. It was a fire summons and a firework. He picked up the fire pendulum and fireworks with his left hand, and with a flick of his right hand, an ingots landed on the counter. Ximen's action of blowing snow naturally attracted the curiosity of the proprietress and them. They couldn't help but follow out the door. What did Simon Blowing Snow do with the fire tricks and fireworks? Because as soon as Ximen Fuxue's feet stepped on the sandy road of Huangshi Town, the fireworks in his hands flew into the sky above Huangshi Town. The fireworks burst into the sky with bright sparks in an instant, and they were blown away by the wind and sand. However, the whereabouts of Ximen Blowing Snow are known to the proprietress and them. Because the pool didn't leave Yellowstone. Not only did he not leave Yellowstone, but he also sat down on a stone in the street. Like an old monk who has been determined by a person, and like a piece of ice that has not seen the light of day all year round, he sat down. The sun had set, and the western sky was covered with a red glow. The red glow reflected the white light on Ximen Fuxue's body, as if it was also covered with glow. The wind blew harder. However, the sound of the wind could not drown out the sound of the galloping horses' hooves. With the sound of rapid hooves, the image of twenty-four fast horses immediately appeared on the loess road outside Huangshi Town. Fast horses gallop fast and stop fast. As soon as they reached a place twenty feet outside Yellowstone, twenty-four fast horses stopped together. Immediately, the man jumped off his horse without making a sound, and twenty-four horses formed a rectangle. Who are they? What are they coming for? That's the question that comes to the minds of the proprietress of the hostess. The twenty-four men who came down from their horses carried out their work with great skill, as if they had been doing it since childhood. Therefore, the question in the heart of the proprietress can be answered in less than a cup of tea. The answer is not complicated: they are here to pitch a tent. The tarpaulin of the tent was as white as snow, whiter than Simon's clothes. Because of Ximen's clothes blowing snow, the wind and sand tent that had been blowing in Yellowstone Town for several hours was sown, and the sound of horses' hooves was heard again. This time, the sound of a horse's hooves was just the ticking of a horse's answer. The twenty-four men, having set up their tents, flew on their horses without a sound and galloped away. In the flying dust and sand raised by twenty-four horses, a carriage slowly approached. The man driving the carriage was dressed in the same clothes as the people who set up the tents, and they were dressed in pure black suits. The carriage galloped to a stop in front of the tent, and immediately after the carriage jumped down four men who were also dressed in black, and the four men landed in unison, because they carried two tricks on their bodies. On the top of the move was a large wooden barrel with hot white smoke rising from it. So they walked into the tent with a large wooden barrel. When the four big men came out again, there were only two Danyao left in their hands. They also entered the carriage without saying a word, and as soon as the coachman lifted the horse's head, the horse turned around and went back and forth. That's when a strange phenomenon happened. It was obviously the sound of a carriage walking back, but it suddenly became the sound of two carriages. "What kind of tricks are they doing?" Huang Xiaoworm really couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart. "You ask me?" the proprietress looked at Xiao Yehua and said, "Then who shall I ask?" The proprietress did not have to ask anyone, because she had already seen the two carriages galloping together. The so-called strange phenomenon is just another horse-drawn carriage rushing in the direction of Yellowstone. The coachman who came to the car pretended to be the same as the departing coachman, apparently still the same as the horse. The place where this carriage was parked is exactly where the carriage that just left. "Guess what's coming down this time?" asked Xiao Yuhua as he looked at the proprietress with a look on his face as if he knew what was in the car. "Do you think it's still a barrel? Do you think you're clairvoyant or Zhuge Regeneration?" said the proprietress . "How do you know I'll guess it's a barrel?" "Because I'm as stupid as you are. The proprietress said. The proprietress said she was stupid for a reason, because she had seen who was getting out of the carriage. Not the Man in Black. It's not a big man in a strong suit, it's a girl with a lot of colors. Four teenage girls. Two hands each hold a torch, one hand holds a set of pure white clothes, and the other hand holds a large bath towel. As soon as the four girls entered the tent, the carriage departed. And the tent immediately lit up. Any tent with four torches will brighten up, let alone a tent that is almost transparent white?" Xiao Xiaohua said in a very smug tone. "You know, do you really know?" said the proprietress . "I know, I really know. "What are they here for?" "They're here to deliver bathwater." The proprietress raised her hand and waved it at Xiaoxiaohua's head, but her hand did not reach Xiaoyaohua's head, not that Xiaoyaohua dodged, but that the proprietress suddenly figured it out. She figured out that screaming was not a pastime for her. This group of people really brought bath water. So, she widened her eyes and opened her mouth wide and said, "Is he really Ximen Blowing Snow?" "Nonsense, apart from Ximen Blowing Snow, is there anyone else entering Yellowstone Town without saying a word?" "Yes, apart from Ximen Blowing Snow, would anyone be so clean and not live in my grocery store, the only luxury hotel in Yellowstone Town?" "When I came to Huangshi Town, after a day of blowing yellow sand, in addition to blowing snow at Ximen, who would think of taking a bath and changing clothes?" Xiao Yaohua's expression was even more proud. The proprietress frowned suddenly. "What's wrong with you?" asked Xiao Zhihua. "What's the matter?!Didn't you see how many people Ximen Blowing Snow brought to Yellowstone Town?" Xiao Xiaohua smiled, and he said: "Don't worry, if Ximen Blowing Snow wins by relying on more people, he will not be Ximen Blowing Snow a long time ago." The reason why Simon Blowing Snow is Simon Blowing Snow is because he has always acted alone. "But how do you explain these men in black?" "It's just a servant waiting for him." In this regard, Simon Blowing Snow behaves like a wealthy son, not a swordsman. Then the proprietress stretched her eyebrows again. The men in black were indeed bringing bath water to Simon Blowing Snow, because when all the cuts were ready, Simon Blowing Snow got up from the stone and walked to the tent. "Let's go. The grocer saw Simon Blowing Snow enter the tent and turned to return to the store. "Let's go, you go first. The proprietress said. "Why? Do you want to see Simon blowing snow and taking a bath?" "You're so smart. The proprietress smiled coquettishly: "I guessed it and guessed it." "Does it look nice to take a shower?" said the grocery store owner. "Other people's baths are not good-looking, but the bathing of a generation of swordsmen blowing snow is a once-in-a-lifetime show. The grocery store owner frowned and turned to leave. "Slow," the little yeller suddenly shouted. "What are you doing? Do you also want to see Simon blowing snow and taking a bath?" "Shhhh Screaming. The sound of horses' hooves. The sound of a horse's hooves. The owner of the grocery store looked at the owner, and the lady looked at the boss, and the lady looked at the owner of the grocery store. No wonder they looked at each other, the tents were set up, the bath water was brought in, the change of clothes was delivered, and the four women who were bathing also came, what was this horse for? This time, the person on the horse was not a big man in black, but a woman in a broken cloth. The woman rode close to the tent, dismounted, and the man rushed into the tent. She only entered the tent for a moment, and the people withdrew. After withdrawing, she did not get on the horse, but led the horse in the direction of the proprietress and walked over. "Your business has come to your door. Xiao Yehua said to the grocery store owner. "What business?" "The broken house behind you, someone has come to stay tonight." "How do you know?" "Didn't you see that this woman only went in and went out? She must have wanted to spend the night in a corner of the tent with Simon Blowing Snow, but she was kicked out. Simon Blowing Snow will definitely recommend her the unique luxury restaurants in Yellowstone to your grocery store. "How many words has Simon said to you since you saw Simon blowing snow?" asked the grocery store owner. "Not a word. "Then do you think that Ximen Fuxue will go to great lengths to recommend my luxury hotel to this woman?" Xiao Yuhua scratched his head and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't recommend it, anyway, only you can stay there in Huangshi Town, as long as she wants to spend the night, your business will definitely come to the door." The grocery store owner didn't answer him, because the woman had already approached them. "Are you going to stay overnight?" Xiao Yaohua's eyes lit up as soon as he saw this beautiful woman. "It's a stay, but that's the second thing. "I know what your first thing is. The smile on Xiao Yuhua's face became brighter. "Do you really know?" "Of course, the lodging person is usually a long way away, and he must be hungry, and the first thing he wants to eat, so the first thing you do - must be to know where to eat, right?" "Wrong?" "Oh?" "First, if I eat, I only eat what I make myself, and second, I have eaten enough before I came here." "Then you ......" "I'm here to pass the word." "Word to whom?" "Word to Simon blowing snow." "。 Xiao Xiaohua couldn't speak, he just opened his mouth wide. "What does he want you to say?" said the proprietress of the house. "I just - into the tent, do you know what he said?" "What did you say?" He said, "Go away." "Then you're coming here, he didn't ask you to pass the word!" said Xiao Yanhua. "Yes. "Yes? I don't understand. Xiao Yehua scratched his head and said. "You'll get it right away. For when he said go away, he didn't tell me to go away, but to tell you to go away. "How do you know he didn't want you to go away? How could he have told us to go away? You walked into his tent?" "Yes, but there was no mistake in walking into the tent, it was the person who peeked at the shower. The woman looked at the proprietress and said, "If he wants me to pass on the word, although it is just to go away from the two Yu, but these two Yu mean that I want you to come and tell you to go away, don't peek at a big man taking a bath." "Who are you?" said the proprietress "Are you the worm in his stomach?" "Why?" "Because I'm his friend, Simon Blowing Snow would never tell his friend to go away." The proprietress stopped talking, and Xiao Yuhua and the boss stopped talking. After looking at the red paper on the wall of the log cabin behind the grocery store, the woman said to the proprietress "I decided to stay, do I have to pay first?" "Little screaming. "I'm not asking you, who's the boss here?" After the proprietress took the fifty dollars, she gave Xiao Yaohua a look, turned around and walked out of the door. "Wait. The woman said. "What's the matter, do you want to spread Simon Blowing Snow again?" "Strange, how do you know?"-Is it really spreading Simon Blowing Snow?" Xiao Yuhua couldn't help but scratch his head and said, "Didn't you say that you entered the tent and he told you to go away for two Yu?" "Yes, but do you know how many meanings these two words contain?" "How do I know? I find you really unreasonable. "Do you know my name now? Do you know my name? My name is Beef Soup, my name is unreasonable enough, right?" "Listen, Simon blows the snow, and says, "The people of your town, starting tomorrow when the sun is on their buttocks, one by one, will take turns in his tent, and he has something to ask you. "Who does he think he is? Is he the emperor?" "Yes, he is now the Earth Emperor of Yellowstone. Beef broth said. "What if we don't go?" said the proprietress . "It's okay not to go, but if you don't go, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave in the future." "Why?" "Can a man without feet go?" (4)
The sunlight makes the flying dust and sand more conspicuous. The sunlight also makes the white tents outside Yellowstone more prominent. The front of the tent was open - a block was opened, and a table could be seen inside, next to which two people were sitting. One is Ximen Fuxue with a cold face, and the other is beef soup with a smiling face. There are dishes on the table, side dishes. There are also liquors, spirits on the table. Beef soup pointed to a shadow in Huangshi Town, and said, "Come! Come on, Ximen Blowing Snow still has that cold expression." Beef soup didn't seem to mind that grim expression, and still said in her brass bell-like voice, "I made my own decision last night, and asked all the people in Yellowstone Town to come here one by one. You see, now the first man is coming. Simon still didn't speak. The only thing he moved was his hand, raised his glass, and slowly drank the wine in the glass. "After they came, I will represent you, ask them, ask them about Lu Xiaofeng's whereabouts, do you say okay?" "But let me explain first, what I say is all your opinion, if you don't agree, they want to fight, this fight, you have to do it. Ximen Fuxue still didn't speak, just stared at the entrance who approached the tent with cold eyes. "Who's coming?" said Beef Soup. This person looked at Simon Blowing Snow, and as soon as he came into contact with his eyes that were as cold as arrows, he quickly shifted his gaze and looked at the beef soup. "My surname is Zhao, and my name is Zhao Blind. "You're not blind, why are you called Zhao Blind?" "This is called unreasonable, just like the girl, there is no cow commotion, nor is it wet like a bowl of broth, why is it called beef soup?" "Meet, your mouth is very powerful, I don't fight with you, I'm going to ask you now, you heard me clearly, the words I asked, not my words, it is on behalf of this Simon Blowing Snow hero, you must answer honestly, otherwise, hum, if you are really as good as your name, it will not be very fun." "What news does the girl want to know?" "It's not that I want to know, it's that Simon wants to know." "Yes. "Okay, let me ask you, have you seen Lu Xiaofeng?" "Where?" "Here, Yellowstone. "Okay, what about his people?" "Dead." "Dead?" Beef Soup's eyes widened and his mouth widened. And Simon Blowing Snow didn't have any expression at all. "You didn't lie to me?" said Broth's voice trembled slightly. "If you don't believe me, you can ask the person who comes from behind. "Of course I don't believe it. Beef Soup said: "Who would believe that Lu Xiaofeng would die? Do you believe it?" Beef Soup looked at Ximen Blowing Snow and asked again in a slightly trembling voice. Do you believe it? Simon Fuxue didn't answer, his eyes just staring at another person in Yellowstone. This person is a petty man. Then the grocery store owner, then the hostess. They all said in unison: "Lu Xiaofeng is dead." "I don't believe it, there is another person, if he also said that Lu Xiaofeng is dead, I may believe it." "Who?" asked the proprietress before leaving. "Sha Dahu. Sha Dahu did not come, but it was a child from Sha Dahu's family. This Sha Jiazhi brought a post that said nothing more than the name of admiring Simon Blowing Snow and wanted to invite him to dinner. After reading the words on the post, Beef Soup was angry and anxious, and she suddenly took out three hourglasses from her body. She put the three hourglasses on the table and said to the boy, "Do you see these three hourglasses?" the boy nodded, "When the next one is turned upside down, the sand will leak to the bottom, and when you go back to the big one, do you understand?" "This second one, I'll come over when the first one is finished, after the hourglass, that is, when the big sand is going to be here, do you understand?" "Well, this third one, if Sha Dahu comes, it will be useless, if he doesn't come, then the third sand has not been poured out, and Sha Dahu's head will not be seen, do you believe it?" "I believe, I believe?" "Then you should go back quickly, I will turn the first hourglass upside down now." Jia Zhi was so frightened that his face was colorless, and he galloped away like a dog.
(5)
The first hourglass was almost leaking to the bottom, and the beef soup looked at Ximen Blowing Snow and said, "That family understands, it should have arrived at home, right?" The beef broth has turned the second hourglass upside down. Her hourglass hand trembled a little. Is she afraid of Sha Dahu's coming? Is she afraid that Sha Dahu will also say that Lu Xiaofeng is dead? Whether she is afraid or not, what is coming will come after all. The fact, like the sand of an hourglass, gradually accumulates bit by bit to form a meter. And the second hourglass is almost finished. In the distance, the figure of Sha Dahu was hurrying forward. The whole person of the beef soup also trembled slightly. This time, Ximen Fuxue actually noticed that the beef soup was trembling, and he actually spoke. The two words of calm and cold, but I saw that there was a warming effect, and the beef soup did not tremble. The beef broth really calmed down. In a calm tone, she said to the big sand who was approaching the tent, "You are the big sand household?" Yes, the people in the town called me a big sand household. "Yes, you do look like a big family. The middle girl complimented. "I didn't praise you, to be a big family, you must know the current affairs, can a person who doesn't know the current affairs become a big family in the local area?" Sha Dahu smiled, he just smiled blindly. Zhong Broth said: "However, if you can continue to be a big household in the future, then it may not be a door" "E? why?" "Because it depends on whether you also know current affairs now" If you don't know current affairs, will I stand here now?" "That's good, then now I ask you a question on behalf of this trick Simon Hero." You have to answer me honestly. "What's the question? is that the question you asked the rest of the town today?" "How should I answer?" asked Sha Household. "Just be honest. "Tell the truth, you don't believe it!" said the broth's face had changed drastically, and it had turned pale. She opened her mouth but couldn't speak—tears, gathering in the corners of her eyes, finally rolling down her cheeks. She opened her mouth again, her voice stiff. You mean he'...... He's ...... Is it already dead?" Sha Dahu's voice suddenly became very cold, and he said, "Yes, he is already dead!" Beef Soup was speechless, and her hands covered her face. And Simon Blowing Snow said another word. "Do you have proof? Yes.
(f)
The best evidence, of course, is to see Lu Xiaofeng's body. If you want to see Lu Xiaofeng's body, of course, you have to go to the coffin shop. This is what Sha Dahu said. Ordinary people's corpses are buried in graves, but why do they have to go to the coffin shop to see them? Because there is no one to collect the corpses, the people of Huangshi Town will not go to bury them. This is also what Sha Dahu said. After Sha Dahu's words were finished, the coffin shop also arrived, as if his words had been calculated earlier, not more than a sentence, not less than a sentence, just in front of the coffin shop. Zhao Blind seemed to have known that they would come, he snorted coldly and said, "You don't believe my words, but you only believe Sha Dahu's words." Alas, this is called the truth also depends on power. His words are very reasonable, but unfortunately his words are in vain, because all the people didn't care about his existence at all, just stepped into the coffin shop. The beef soup really cried this time, not only crying, but also crying loudly. In fact, who is not sad when they see the coffin and the spirit plaque in front of the coffin? Even Ximen Fuxue's always cold face seems to have changed slightly. Because what is written on the spirit card is exactly. Old friend Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Fuxue spoke again, and what he said was still two very simple words. Open it. "I knew someone was going to come and see him. Zhao Blind said: "So the coffin has not been nailed." "Open. What Ximen Fuxue said is still these two Yu. Zhao Blind glanced at Sha Dahu, and the two of them hurriedly took the coffin lid to the ground and cried even louder. Blind Zhao suddenly looked at the beef soup and said, "You are crying, do you know that the one lying in the coffin must be the Lu Xiaofeng you said?" After a long time, she slowly walked to the coffin. Beef Soup looked very carefully at the man in the coffin, and she looked at his face and at the fatal wound on his chest. Then, she burst out laughing. She looked up and laughed, stretching out her hand to point at Zhao Blind. You're so interesting, you actually said that he wasn't Lu Xiaofeng......" Her laughter suddenly became very poignant. Ximen Fuxue stared at Lu Xiaofeng's corpse for a long time, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. He stared until the mournful laughter of the beef soup turned into a cry, and from a cry to a wee, that he spoke, and said two yu. Close. After the coffin lid was back in its original state, the beef soup stopped crying, but Simon Blowing Snow suddenly said two more words. Get down. When Simon Fuxue said this, he did not raise his head. The fingers are beef soup, Sha Dahu and Zhao Blind. As soon as they looked up, they saw a man hanging upside down from the eaves with his face facing the head of the window. The head immediately turned into a figure and jumped down in a manner that was close to crawling and rolling. "It's called Chemist. Zhao Blind said, "What are you hiding outside the window?" What am I stealing the coffin for? If I want to steal it, it's not for you?" "So what do you want to do?" "I don't want to do anything, I'm here to deliver the post." "Who will send the post to?" "Of course it's not for you, who will send you a post with your weird appearance?" It's for this Simon hero. The content is very simple, there are only thirty-five Yu: Wen Daxia came from afar, he was admired, although he was blinked to the end of the world, he could not help but show a little respect, and at noon tomorrow, he only used coarse tea to wash the dust for you. With these 35 words, will Simon Blowing Snow go to the appointment? Of course not. He came to find Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng died, he was going to investigate the cause of Lu Xiaofeng's death, how could he be in the mood to drink coarse tea? However, he still went. Because, there is another line of words next to the post: and: The cause of Lu Daxia's death, I know a little bit about it.
Part 2 Ximen Blowing Snow Chapter 8 There is no good feast
(a)
If you want to ask who is the most impolite person in the rivers and lakes, the answer is very simple: Ximen blowing snow. A person who never talks much, of course, he will not say boring polite words. So strictly speaking, as long as you understand Simon Blowing Snow's personality, you will not think that he is a person who does not know how to be polite. Therefore, on the rivers and lakes, the only person who does not know how to be polite is left. Beef broth. Not only does she not know how to be polite, but she is also not polite. Because she saw Fu Suosuo, she immediately asked in a forced tone: "Do you know the cause of Lu Xiaofeng's death?" If you want to ask who has the best cultivation in the rivers and lakes, I'm afraid you have to count Gong Suosuo. Because Gong Susu listened to Zhong Broth's words, she didn't get angry, and even her face didn't change, and she still maintained her cold and noble expression. She just let out a long sigh and said, "Why did such a good man die so early?" Gong Susu sighed again and said, "Lu Xiaofeng is the person I admire the most, and I am really sad that he died in Huangshi Town." "When it comes to sadness, the saddest thing should be me. Beef broth said. "Why?" "Don't you know my relationship with him?" said Beef Soup, "tell me quickly, that he is going to be killed, and I must avenge him." "Who killed him? Who can kill Lu Xiaofeng? The person who can kill Lu Xiaofeng is, of course, the person closest to him, the person he will not be wary of the most. "Who is it?" I have already sent someone to find these people, before they come, why don't we drink two more glasses, and wish Lu Daxia the spirit of the sky?" Gong Suosuo let out another long sigh, raised his glass, and drank it all. The medium broth is also drunk in one gob. Even Ximen Blowing Snow drank all the wine in the cup at once with a quick action that is rarely seen in ordinary times. When he was done, he put the cup back on the table from his mouth. At this time, he was holding the cup in his right hand. At this point, he moves by putting the cup back on the table. At this moment, a person suddenly flew out of the veil behind him. A man with a sword in his hand, a woman. The moment Simon Fuxue put down the cup was a good moment to assassinate him. Because Chi had just finished drinking, he was not concentrating, and he was about to put down his glass, and the movement of his right hand was also relaxed. The woman seemed to have calculated that she would hit with one blow. She was wrong. If Simon Blowing Snow was so easy to be stabbed, he would not have been Simon Blowing Snow a long time ago, he would have been a dead man. The dead will not move, and Simon will blow snow. Simon Blowing Snow's body, with the help of the power of pressing the cup with his hand, flew out diagonally to the right. The woman who stabbed missed the blow, but did not attack again, she just stood, standing in the center of the hall, facing the snow blowing at the west gate. Ximen Fuxue still stood coldly, as if he didn't look at the woman at all. Fu Suosu stood up and shouted loudly: "Gong Ping, what do you want to do?" "I heard that Ximen Gongzi's swordsmanship has been practiced to the realm of no sword, and I want to learn it." "Hmph, I think you're getting impatient. "Beef soup road. Gong Ping didn't even look at the broth, and stared at Ximen Fuxue fixedly: "Draw your sword." "I think you're really getting impatient. Beef soup said: "You actually dare to ask Ximen Daxia to draw his sword? Do you know the consequences of him drawing his sword?" Gong Ping still ignored her. But the beef soup said, "You're dead." Gong Ping sneered and said, "There are exceptions to everything. As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her sword and stabbed at Ximen to blow snow, and attacked twenty-four moves in one breath. Ximen Fuxue's body quickly changed twenty-four positions in a row, and then, the sword flashed. No one saw how Ximen Fuxue drew his sword, and no one saw how Ximen Fuxue's sword stabbed Gong Ping, all they saw was a flash. In that flash, Gong Ping had already fallen.
(b)
Gong Ping fell to the ground and let out a "whew". After the "whew", there was the laughter of Sha Dahu. "Good swordsmanship. Sha Dahu clapped his hands and walked in from outside the door. "The realm of Ximen blowing snow without a sword really lives up to its reputation. Behind Sha Dahu, followed by the proprietress and the grocery store owner and the little yellow worm. The grocery store owner looked at Simon Blowing Snow and Beef Soup and said, "Actually, I already knew who the murderer was." "Who is it?" asked Beef Soup. The boss smiled and didn't answer, it was the boss lady who answered. "He had no idea who the killer was. "Why do you think I don't know who the murderer is?" "If you knew, wouldn't you have said it earlier?" "Tell it earlier, will I live until now?" Xiao Yaohua suddenly interjected at this time: "You're not afraid that the murderer will kill you and kill you?" "Kill me and kill you?" "Then wouldn't he reveal his identity?" "Who is the murderer?" "In the end, the murderers are a lot of people. The words came from the door. "Why?" Xiao Yaohua said to the blind man Zhao who came in. "Why? The more murderers, the better my coffin business will be? Hahahaha..." Simon Fuxue's cold expression suddenly showed a very imperceptible sneer, and he opened his mouth to speak, and he said a lot. He said. The murderers are many. Anyone who hears such a sentence will of course be surprised. Therefore, everyone was on the spot, including the beef soup, and all eyes were on the snow blowing at the West Gate. Beef Soup couldn't help but ask, "Who is it?" Ximen Blowing Snow pointed at Sha Dahu. "Him. Ximen Chuixue pointed at the boss, and then pointed to the boss's wife, Zhao Blind, and Xiaohua, and said four "he" in a row. Simon Blowing Snow suddenly came out with these two words. "And?" Beef Soup's eyes widened. "She. Ximen Fuxue pointed at Gong Susu. Laughter suddenly filled the hall. Of course, the person who laughed was not Simon Blowing Snow and Beef Soup, but all the murderers that Simon Blowing Snow was referring to. They smiled triumphantly. This surprised Zhong Broth, because she knew that with these people, Ximen Fuxue would definitely be able to clean up, why were they still laughing? Could it be because they were not murderers that they laughed? Because Gong Suosu suddenly suppressed his smile and said, "Ximen blowing snow, you guessed right." Everyone in Huangshi Town is the murderer of Lu Xiaofeng. "It's a pity. The hostess said, "You know too late. "No, it's not too late at all. Zhao Blind said. "Why isn't it too late?" said the little screamer. "Because it was just in time to sleep in my coffin. The expression on their faces became pleasant again. And Simon Blowing Snow, whose expression has always remained unchanged, suddenly changed his face. Not only did it change, but there was also a cold sweat on his forehead. Seeing Ximen Fuxue's expression, Beef Soup's face changed greatly, his mouth opened wide, and he couldn't say a word. Gong Susu looked at Dou: Broth, and said proudly: "You want to ask, is it poisonous in the wine, right?" Beef Soup's eyes widened. "I'm telling you, there's poison in wine. Gong Suosu smiled even more proudly. Xiao Xiaohua walked in front of the beef soup, reached out and twisted the meat on her cheek, and grinned: "Are you getting more and more unable to see the things in front of you now?" Xiao Xiaohua gently patted the beef soup face twice, and said, "Are you still proud? Do you still have anything to tell us?" Such a weak and weak hand, such a weak touch, but as if pulling out a thousand catties in four or two, knocked down Simon Blowing Snow. The sound of smug laughter filled the hall again.
(c)
In a busy street, in a hotel with a bustling business, who would pay special attention to the elderly? Although no one noticed, although the little old man and the little old woman sat in another corner, the sound of his conversation was very small. The little old man's brows furrowed, he looked at the little old woman, and said, "Are you going to Yellowstone Town now?" "If you don't go now, when will you go?" "Of course, I will go when everything is clear." "I'm afraid it's too late. "How could it be too late?" "By then the case has been solved, but my child may have been killed." "Simon will be killed by blowing snow?" "That's him." "He's going to be killed?" "You can make some fresh jokes, right?" "You think that's funny?" "Not at all." Don't forget, Liu Rugang died in Huangshi Town, Lu Xiaofeng also died in Huangshi Town, and the little old man's brows furrowed even deeper. He stood up suddenly. The little old woman grabbed him and said, "What do you want to do?" and "What are you doing?" "
Part 2 Simon Blowing Snow Chapter 9 The mysterious smile of the little old woman
The dart bureau of the 13 provinces in the north and south, if the head of the Central Plains Fat Bureau stands up and says that his dart game is just a small dart game, it means that looking at the world, there is no longer a dart game that can be crowned with Daewoo.
Which dart bureau in the 13 provinces in the north and south dares to claim the first? No, because even the head of the Central Plains Dart Bureau is 100 miles evergreen, and the Central Plains Dart Bureau is only said to be the second.
How many sub-bureaus does the Central Plains Dart Bureau have in the thirteen provinces? This is something that even Changqing himself can't count.
Too many sub-bureaus, too loud font size. This makes it possible to raise black flowers all day long and enjoy the blessings.
In fact, Baili Changqing has not been drifting for seventeen years. No matter how big the dart is, it will only be bet by the deputy head of the dart, Jin Peng.
In the past seventeen years, all major and small incidents have been handed over to Jinpeng to deal with for him. Jinpeng became his right and left hand, and he never made a mistake.
Therefore, when Jinpeng reported to him that everything was in order, he should nod his head and smile happily.
But this time, he didn't laugh.
Not only did he not smile, but he also asked with a solemn expression: "Have you investigated all the way?" "Absolutely safe!" Jin Peng said: "For this dart, we have been preparing for nearly a year, and along the way, all safety measures have been done, and the total dart head can rest assured." "In the past ten years, thanks to you, you have never made a mistake, I am very relieved, but this dart, the relationship is too big." "I know, how much money can be done for three and five million taels of gold, and it can be used up in eighty generations. "Yes, so this dart must not be missed in the slightest, otherwise let alone you and me, I am afraid that the entire career of the dart game will be ruined." Moreover, this is also a matter of being copied all over the place. "I know, so the Jingshi also specially sent Liu Chengfeng Daxia, and he began to arrange it according to the route we set more than seven months ago. "Is there any news from Liu Chengfeng?"
"News comes back every fifteen days. Jin Peng said: "There are only two "which two words?" "Safety." "
Since the road is safe, it's time to hit the road.
This dart, by the Central Plains Dart Bureau Baili Changqing personally went out to escort the battle.
The beef soup was so anxious, she had never been so anxious in her life.
She would rather have someone come and kill her than be locked up in this prison and waiting for the execution.
Because waiting only brings anxiety, and anxiety is unbearable.
She just couldn't take it anymore.
She banged desperately against the walls around her, screaming loudly.
Except for the echoes of the prison, the only thing that responded to her was a pair of eyes.
A pair of cold eyes.
These eyes weren't necessarily looking at her, they were just staring into the void in front of them in her direction.
Simon Blowing Snow is such a person, who seems to be indifferent to everything around him.
The beef soup suddenly stopped shouting and beating, and stood in front of Ximen Blowing Snow.
She stared at Ximen Blowing Snow's cold face with desperate eyes, and said, "Will they kill us?" Simon Blowing Thunder didn't even look at her, as if the question was no longer worth answering.
"Will they kill us?"
Beef Soup asked again, and she shook Simon Blowing Snow's shoulders vigorously.
"No, it won't. "
These two words didn't seem to be spoken by Ximen Fuxue, but were shaken out by the beef broth, rolled from the belly to the mouth, and from the teeth between the mouths to the outside.
Such a lifeless reply brought endless hope to the middle broth. His eyes suddenly disappeared from the look of despair, and a bright light rose. She said, "Really, they're really not going to kill us?" Simon didn't shake his head or nod his head.
The beef soup was so happy that he almost danced. She said, "I know what you mean, you mean, since they drugged the wine, not poison, it means they don't want to kill us, right?" "No, no, no, no. Beef soup itself went on and said, "If they don't want to kill us, why are they keeping us ?......here?" seems to be a question worth pondering.
Why did you lock up Nakakutoshi and Simon Blowing Snow instead of killing them with one stab?
They have no value at all.
Lu Xiaofeng is dead, they are here to take revenge, if they don't kill them, they can only increase the danger, and there is nothing good. This problem, the beef soup is impossible to know, even if she wants to break her head, it is impossible to know.
Because the answer is in the minds of the murderers in Yellowstone.
Simon Fuxue seemed to know this for a long time, so he simply closed his eyes.
"Why don't you kill Simon Blowing Snow?"
This is a question raised by Sha Dahu.
It seems that even Sha Dahu does not know about this problem.
"That's right, why don't you kill Simon Blowing Snow?"
This is the question that the grocery store owner and the coffin shop owner continue to ask in unison.
Only one person seems to know the answer to this question.
Because the eyes of the person who asks the question are all looking at one person.
"The reason why I didn't kill him," Gong Susu stood up and said, "It's for his sword spectrum." "Sword Spectrum?" Sha Dahu said, "What else do we want his sword spectrum for?" "You don't want to learn his unparalleled sword technique?"
"I thought about it, but now I don't want to. "
"Why?"
"Because we are about to become rich, why are we still learning swordsmanship?" "With money, you won't practice any martial arts anymore?" Gong Suosu asked.
"You're right. Do you know how much money we can get each?" said Sha Dahu.
"I can't figure it out. "
"I can't tell, but I know that the money we get will not be enough for our 80th generation grandchildren to eat and drink. Sha Dahu looked around at everyone for a week, and said: "With so much money, why don't you eat, drink and have fun, what kind of sword do you practice?" The coffin shop owner's face, which originally looked like a dead man, suddenly became bloody, as if he had changed from a dead man to an emperor, and he said in a very happy tone: "Yes, with money, let's just spend all day and drink, and what kind of swordsmanship does he care?" "And" Sha Dahu said: "Keeping Ximen Blowing Snow here, we will have one more threat." "Don't worry, that big prison, even ghosts can't escape, let alone a mere Ximen blowing snow?" Fu Suosu looked at everyone and said, "You all want money, the sword, the score, and let me handle the matter of Ximen blowing snow." "But......" Sha Dahu wanted to speak and stopped.
"Are you afraid that he will fly out of my prison? "Why is it on you? It's on all of us. Xiao Yehua took three steps and did two steps and ran in, and as soon as he came in, he said this.
"Do you know what we're talking about?"
"What's the matter?"
"We're talking about good things!"
"They're coming?"
Xiao Xiaohua nodded and said, "They're coming." "
Who are they?
The little old man seemed to be very familiar with the road near Yellowstone Town, and he deliberately turned around and came to the outside of Yellowstone Town, just when the sun was about to set.
"Look, I'm right, right?" the little old man looked at the sunset and said, "I said that it was dusk when I arrived in Yellowstone, so I didn't lie to you, did I?" The little old woman said.
"Something else? I lied to you about something else?"
"You deceived me and walked for a long time. "
"Then I didn't lie to you," said the little old man, "I only told you that when you walk to Yellowstone Town, at least when the sun is about to set, you say that it should be in the middle of the day."
The flag of the Central Plains Drifting Bureau, facing the wind of the evening, blew loudly.
Baili Changqing rode on a horse, his eyes blazing.
"Jinpeng, is that what you said about Yellowstone?" "Yes. "
"Is it absolutely safe?"
"Our people have checked once in three months, and the whole town is a native chief, except for one big family. "Sha Dahu?"
"Sha Dahu was an exiled nobleman from outside the city, and he suddenly found gold in the mountains outside Yellowstone, and settled here. Because he has money, he occasionally takes in some outlaws. "But the martial arts of these outlaws, we can defeat them with just one finger. "Then we seem to be able to sleep peacefully tonight. "I thought so too. "
"What do you think?" asked the little old man.
"I think if they sleep soundly, there's only one situation. The little old woman said.
"What's the situation?"
"The dead sleep most peacefully. "
"Why did they die?"
"With so much money, come to this calm town on the surface, but secretly turbulent in the turbulent Yellowstone Town, aren't you looking for death?" "How do you know that they are carrying money?"
"You don't see the wheel marks in the ground? Look how deep they are? I'm afraid they're keeping gold. "I don't think so. "Oh?"
"If you keep gold, why only bring so many people?"
"And what do you think they're protecting?"
"Stone. "
"Stones?"
"Yes, stone. "
"How do you know?"
"Judgment. I saw that their car was definitely loaded with stones, and only with stones were they so bold that a few people entered Yellowstone. "Do you know who these people are?"
"Chen?"
"Their total dart head is 100 miles evergreen, the deputy general drifting head Jin Peng, the moth eyebrow heroine Situ Feng, Situ Cun, Situ Yan, Qingcheng Jian Xuan Daozi. "Really?"
"Am I going to look away?"
"And they're carrying gold?"
"I don't know. "
"I know, the best way to do that is to check it out.
Sha Dahu's house has long been brightly lit.
For Sha Dahu, this day was the biggest day of his life.
Being able to entertain the chief dart head of the largest dart bureau in the 13 provinces in the north and south is something that I can't hope for.
Because, in addition to instructing the chef to prepare his specialty dishes, he himself also stood at the gate early to greet the evergreen driver.
Not only him, but everyone in Yellowstone was waiting at their door.
There was a smug smile on everyone's face.
Because, this is what Xiao Xiaohua said: "They are coming".
They, of course, are the people of the Central Plains Dart Bureau.
In fact, to put it more truthfully and deeply, they should be referring to the dart silver in the carriage.
That can be used with gold that will not be used up in eighty generations.
"They went into the house of Shadahu. The little old man said.
"Meet, the turtle has entered the Weng. "
"What should I do?"
"What should I do? "
"Still watching a good show at this time?"
"Otherwise, what do you want to do?"
"Save people. "
"Save people, save whom?"
"They. "
"They? they are still in danger now, they are not full yet, they are not drunk, how can they be in danger?" "Then ......" The little old man did not know what to do.
"We're going to save people. The little old woman said.
"Didn't you say they weren't in danger?"
"I'm not talking about them, I'm talking about others. "
"Someone else, someone else?"
"He's not who, he's Simon blowing snow. "
"He, do you know he's there?"
"Of course I know, otherwise, how could I propose to save him?"
"Why do you think he needs to be saved?"
"Because he's not in the tent, and besides, I see that the big sand families are very happy, if Simon Blowing Snow is outside, will they be so happy?" "Why did you save Simon Blowing Snow?"
"Didn't I tell you, is he my little friend?"
"The child is going to be saved?"
"Because this kid can do a lot of things for us now. For example, is it stone or gold in the green cart?" "Then why don't we hurry up?"
Before the little old man could finish speaking, the man ran away.
But he did not run away, for his back collar was caught by the little old woman.
"What are you doing?"
"I should ask you that. What are you doing?"
"Saving people" is to save people? "
Night, moonless night.
Usually a very gloomy cell, in such a night, it looks even more gloomy Seeing such a gloomy cell, the little old man couldn't help frowning two eyebrows, and the little old woman couldn't help frowning.
"Why are you frowning?" asked the little old man.
"Because you're frowning. "
"Does my frown have anything to do with your frown?" "Of course there is. "
"What's the relationship?" "Because you frown a lot like a person." "Yes. "Who?"
"Lu Xiaofeng. "
"Really, will I be like Lu Xiaofeng?"
"Yes, it's just a gray eyebrow and gray hair, that is to say, the gray-headed Lu Xiaofeng."
The little old man smiled, he felt very proud: "As long as he is like Lu Xiaofeng, what kind of hair and eyebrows does he have?" He suddenly sighed and said, "It's a pity that ......"
"It's a pity that Lu Xiaofeng is dead?" "This is one of them. "
"Second?"
"It's a pity that we have business to do now, otherwise, I would have treated you to a good meal and drink. "Why?
"Because no one has ever said that I am like Lu Xiaofeng. "
"What's so good about being like Lu Xiaofeng? Some people ask Lu Xiaofeng to be Lu Xiaofeng. The little old woman said, "Moreover, Lu Xiaofeng is already dead, what is the good thing about saying that you are like a dead man?" The little old man stopped talking, he just walked silently towards the prison door.
was grabbed by the little old woman.
"What are you doing?" asked the little old man.
"What do you want to do?" asked the little old woman.
"Aren't we going to save people? Lu Xiaofeng is dead, there can't be one more Ximen Blowing Snow is a dead man, right?" "I suddenly felt that there was one more important thing than saving Ximen Blowing Snow. When you're done with this, it's never too late to do it. "What's the matter?"
The little old woman did not answer, but smiled mysteriously.
Part 2 Ximen Blowing Snow Chapter 10 The Smiling Sword God
(a)
Late at night, late at night without the moon. If the feast begins at the beginning of the night, late at night, it is the end of the feast, so the feast in the hall of Shadahu is the time to end. Sha Dahu's banquet is, of course, to entertain the VIPs of the Central Plains Dart Bureau. And after Sha Dahu's banquet is over, the one who wants to leave the table is, of course, a group of bodyguards from the Central Plains Dart Bureau. When the bodyguards stood up, Sha Dahu suddenly raised his glass again and said, "There is one thing I feel sorry for. "Brother Sha is hospitable, it's too late for us to be grateful, why should Brother Sha be sorry?" Baili Changqing said with a fist in his fist.
"The wine and food are thin, and the dart head is appreciated, which is already very face-saving. So, I'm going to have to give myself a glass of wine to apologize for this. "What's the matter?" said Baili Changqing.
"It's that the humble house is too small. "
"Too small? Too small is also related to Brother Sha's apology?"
"Of course it is. Sha Dahu toasted the wine and said, "Because it's too small, it can only entertain three people from your dart bureau." Before Baili Changqing could speak, the owner of the grocery store preemptively spoke up. It doesn't matter, I can entertain two of them over there. Gong Susu also hurriedly said: "These two sisters, just live with me." The owner of the coffin shop also rushed to say: "If you are brave and not afraid to sleep in a coffin, I can also live there." "Of course, there is only gratitude.
As a result, the people of the Central Plains Dart Bureau were assigned.
In fact, it should be said that the strength of the Central Plains Dart Bureau was dispersed.
Although it was a moonless night, the dart car in front of Sha Dahu could still vaguely identify the location.
Not only can the dart cart be vaguely visible, but even the people guarding the dart cart can also be seen slightly.
One of the guards suddenly stared at the flowers not far away.
He saw a figure - flashing away.
He didn't snort because he thought he was dazzled. People who drink multi-factory liquor are usually dazzled.
However, even if he wanted to, he couldn't.
Because of a small golden needle, Hayami flew out of the flower bush where the figure had disappeared.
Of course, this golden needle flew to the throat of this guard.
So apart from his wide-eyed widening eyes and his right hand struggling to draw his sword, he couldn't even scream.
Followed, - slit the throat of another guard.
Another rope also tied the neck of the third guard at the same time.
And the night was still silent.
Although it was late at night, Gong Susuo's house was as bright as day.
In the middle of the night, the lights in the house usually give travelers infinite warmth and cordiality.
At least, the two female dart masters of the Central Plains Dart Bureau have this feeling.
Therefore, as soon as they stepped into the main hall of Gong Susu, they felt very comfortable. People who are comfortable usually want to express their feelings.
Gong Susu just smiled and listened to their praise of the master and the master's residence. Only then did she speak. It's rare to meet two girls, let's have a little more drink?" Would people refuse this passion in a comfortable and warm environment? Of course not. So Gong Susu slapped his palm twice hard. So, the side dishes and light wine were put on the table at once. The one who served the food and wine was an old lady. If you look closely, you will find that this old woman's steps are very delicate, and she does not look like an old man at all. And if you can lift the skirt of the old woman, you will find that the legs of the old lady are smooth and delicate like a girl. These, of course, were not noticed by the two female dart masters. Not only did they not pay attention to this, but they were not even a little wary, as soon as Gong Susu toasted, they raised their glasses. The old woman reacted quickly, and immediately poured a second cup for them. The third cup. At the fourth cup, the old woman suddenly raised the wine jug in her right hand and slammed it into the female dart master who had her side. The female dart master's face changed drastically, and she wanted to raise her right hand to block it. It's a pity that she suddenly found that her right hand couldn't be raised. Her face was so ugly. She didn't know that the face of the companion sitting next to her was even more ugly than hers. Because her head has been struck out of blood by Lao Ji's wine jug. And his companion wanted to raise his hand to help her stop the enemy, but he didn't even have the slightest strength. Suddenly, she noticed that her limbs were all numb. The only thing that is normal is hearing. She heard Gong Susu's cold and smug laughter. The lights in Gong Susu's residence were suddenly all extinguished. The night seems to be more eerie. It's not just the night, but also the coffin, and the laughter of Zhao's blind man. "Do you dare to sleep?" Zhao Blind's voice also looked gloomy. "Of course we dare, we're used to walking the rivers and lakes, and we've even slept next to the grave, so what coffins are we afraid of?" said the master as he bumped into his companion. His companion immediately answered: "Of course yes, not to mention that this coffin is still new." "It's new, I just asked you if you dare to sleep." "
"Why?"
"Because the new coffin is for the people who have just died. "
"You stop kidding. "
"You think I'm joking?"
"Aren't you?"
"He's not. The last sentence came out of a coffin. The two dart masters couldn't help but be startled. Just as they were startled, a man flew out of the coffin. And Zhao's blind hands also turned into claws, grabbing the drifter in front of him. With two "bangs", the lives of the two dart masters are over. Zhao Blind stretched out his hand to support one, and pushed hard, and the two corpses of the dart master, impartial and crooked, fell into the coffins of the two hearts. A smile appeared on the face of the blind man, and he said to the person who flew out of the coffin: "Xiaohua, isn't it bad?" Of course it's not bad, this kind of role is also worthy of bodyguards?" What do you think they deserve to do?" "That's it." Xiao Xiaohua stretched out his hand and said, "I only deserve to sleep in a coffin." Zhao Blind said: "You are not bad at all. I don't think it's just these two, all of them are only worthy of sleeping in my coffin. How many coffins are empty?" "
"Of course there aren't many, only six. "
"Six, so many?"
"There are two in the grocery store and two ...... in Lao Sha"
"Why are there only two in Lao Sha? Aren't there three?"
"Three, do you want to kill our boss too?" "How dare I. Xiao Yuhua said, "There are only four of them, and who are the other two?" "You forgot the middle broth in the prison and the snow blowing at Simon?" "How could I forget? Who can forget the snow blowing at the west gate?" (2)
Yes, who can forget the snow blowing in Simon? At least the little old man can't forget it. After the little old woman's incident, the little old man hurriedly urged the little old woman, saying, "It's time to save Simon Blowing Snow, right?" It's time to save now. "Why is now the right time?" "Because the people of Huangshi Town, who are now trying their best to deal with the people of the Central Plains Dart Bureau, will definitely not send people to guard their cells." "Will the people of the Central Plains Dart Bureau be killed by them?" "Probably.
"Then why don't you want to save them?"
"Do you have a way to save them?"
The little old man didn't speak, because he couldn't answer. With the strength of the two of them, can they be saved?
Moreover, the truth of this matter cannot be clarified, because they have not yet been able to find out who is the mastermind.
If the mastermind can't be found, who would believe the words of a little old man and a little old woman? Who would believe that such an honest person in Huangshi Town would murder the people of the Central Plains Dart Bureau?
Even Lu Xiaofeng didn't believe it, so Lu Xiaofeng was killed.
"Who do you think is the mastermind?" asked the little old man.
"As things stand, there are only two people who are most suspected. "
"Chen?"
"Hundred miles of evergreen and Jinpeng. "
"Why are the two of them? One is the chief dart head of the Central Plains Dart Bureau, and the other is the deputy head dart, how can they rob their own darts?" "Why not? Do you know how many darts there are in this trip?"
"Somewhat?"
"Thirty-five million taels of gold. "
"How much is that?"
"That's money that you can't spend even for the eightiesth generation of your children and grandchildren." "So much? Who wants to keep so much money?" "As far as I know, it's the money for the preparation of the imperial court today. "Why did you want to take it away?" because there was a rebellion in the south, so the gold was transported for war. "Why don't you just use the army to transport it?" "I'm afraid of attracting attention, because of the rebellion in the south, I don't know if there will be a rebellion, and if the news of the gold transportation leaks out, there will be a change immediately, and I can't be prepared." "So you asked the Central Plains Dart Bureau to escort?" "That's good. The little old woman said. "But it seems that this group of people in Huangshi Town have been planning for about half a year, right? How did they know so early?" "That's why I suspect that one of them is Baili Changqing and Jinpeng, one of them is the mastermind. "Meet. The little old man said, "They are the first to know about the consignment of gold, but they have run out of their own money, so why should they rob the darts?" the little old woman laughed. She said, "Do you have any money now?" "How long can it last?" "I can't use it until I die." "Then if another million taels of gold are placed in front of you, do you want more?" "I don't want it." The little old man said, "It's strange. "So, who doesn't want to have more wealth" "There is a person!" "Who?" Lu Xiaofeng. The little old woman laughed again. "Of course the dead don't want to have more wealth," she said. The little old man also smiled, and he said, "Is Lu Xiaofeng really a dead man?" "Isn't it?"
The little old man did not answer. Because suddenly he reached out to his lips and made a "shhh
They had already arrived outside the cell, so the little old man told the little old woman not to hum Actually, no matter how loud the little old man and the little old woman's voice was, the people in the cell would not be able to hear it at all.
Because there were no guards in the cell at all.
Yes, it's just about Simon blowing snow and beef soup inside, and when they hear the voice, what's the matter?
If someone thinks that way, that person is wrong.
For Simon had already heard the voices of people outside the door, and with a touch of his hand, he put out the oil lamp in the cell.
Then, he pressed his hand to the mouth of the beef soup and whispered two words in her ear. Don't make a noise!" and then his men silently pressed against the wall of the cell door, which slowly pushed inward. The direction in which the cell door was pushed was just the direction of Ximen Ouxue against the wall. The cell door was pushed halfway, and the little old man let out a "huh". This means that he found that the prison is dark, and then he heard him mutter, as if to himself: "It's late, Simon is not there." "Who says I'm not there?"
As Ximen blew the snow, a sword aura had already stabbed at the little old man.
The little old man's body suddenly floated backwards.
Simon's sword stabbed at the little old woman quickly and incoherently.
The little old woman did not retreat, but raised her palms as quickly as she could. The palms of both hands, in a seamless way, clamped Simon's sword with a single clip.
"It was you, who let out an exclamation from Ximen Blowing Snow. "Not me. The little old woman replied with such an inexplicable and wonderful sentence. "It's you. Simon said again. Then, he slowly withdrew the sword from the little old woman's hand, and with a click, lit the fire move.
As soon as the lights turned on, the beef soup frowned, looked at the little old woman and said, "It turned out to be you?" "The girl still remembers me?" "Of course I remember, when Sikong picks stars and sees you, it's like seeing a ghost, who can forget you?" "Do you recognize her?" "I've seen him. Beef soup road.
"Who is she?"
"You don't know?"
"Why do I know? Do you think I'm Bai Xiaosheng?"
"You don't have to be Bai Xiaosheng, you should know who she is. "Oh, who the hell is she?" Simon Fuxue didn't speak, just looked at the little old woman. The little old woman didn't speak, just looked at the beef soup. Nakatobroth's face suddenly turned red, as if he was not being watched by an old woman, but by an amorous teenager. "You're...
"Not bad. The little old woman's voice suddenly became younger. I am. "(c)
Yes, he is Lu Xiaofeng, the unique Lu Xiaofeng.
Isn't Lu Xiaofeng dead?
"Die, can Lu Xiaofeng die?" the little old woman smiled happily.
As soon as Beef Soup saw the little old woman's smile and saw his eyes with a sense of narrowness, she knew that this little old woman was really Lu Xiaofeng.
Seeing Lu Xiaofeng's death, Zhong Broth should be happy, but she suddenly glared at her eyes and said angrily: "Why can't Lu Xiaofeng die? "Is it best if Lu Xiaofeng is really dead?" the little old man standing next to the little old woman said, "Who are you? What does this matter to you?"
"I, I'm not anyone, it's just that without me, Lu Xiaofeng really had to die, "Why?" "Because I'm the number one person in the world of makeup." "You, you're just the star?" That...... The medium broth opened its mouth wide. Who is that Sikong Xingxing in the restaurant?" "He? he is the dead ghost Lu Xiaofeng. "Isn't Lu Xiaofeng him?" said Beef Soup, pointing at the little old woman. She was so confused. "He is the living Lu Xiaofeng. "Who was the dead ghost Lu Xiaofeng when he was alive?" "Honest monk JU" "Honest monk?" "Not bad." In fact, he should be called a dishonest monk. "Why?" "Because he should have been in the coffin still, he came to me again and asked me to make him into Simon Blowing Snow." Dressed up as Simon Blowing Snow and he said it wasn't fun, and he put on makeup like me, do you think he is not honest?" "What we saw in the coffin is an honest monk?" "The man in the coffin is obviously a dead man. "Of course he is a dead man, otherwise, how could he deceive this group of bandits in Huangshi Town?" "He died, why did he come back to life?" "Because he is a unique honest monk in the martial arts." "Can an honest monk be resurrected?" "Of course. "Why?" "Because the honest monk will take a breath." "Ah, I see. "Do you really understand?
"Of course, it's because the honest monk understands the turtle breath gong, so Lu Xiaofeng asked the honest monk to dress up as him, and then asked him to pretend to be dead, right?" Beef soup said: "However, there is one thing I don't understand. "You don't understand, why should I find an honest monk to pretend to be dead?" Lu Xiaofeng said.
"Yes. "Yellowstone Town was originally a very unnoticed town, when I came here, I found that everyone was hiding their own martial arts, and I knew that there must be a big problem inside" How do you know that they are hiding martial arts?" "Don't forget, I am a little old woman, how many accidents have I seen in the rivers and lakes with my eyes?" Do you think the little old woman has lived for decades in vain?" "Yes, yes, disrespect, forgive the little woman for not knowing that the old-timers still have such a pair of powerful eyes" Beef Soup couldn't help but laugh.
Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ximen Blowing Snow, and said, "So I went to Sikong to pick up the stars and asked him to bring the makeup materials with me." Without saying a word, he followed me to find an honest monk. "When I found an honest monk, I said to him, "Monk, take off all your clothes." Do you know how the honest monk reacted when he heard this?" "Beef soup road. "Not true. He actually stripped his clothes naked without a sound, and then he said to me: "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color." Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaofeng also saw through the red dust and wanted to wear monk's clothes to leave home. Are you angry?" "Beef soup road. "Oh, why aren't you angry?" "Because you're looking for him to die for you, he entertains you a few words, what's so angry?" Lu Xiaofeng suddenly looked at the beef soup steadily. "What are you looking at?" "I suddenly realized how you became so understanding. So I want to see if you're really beef broth. "What do you say?
"It's hard to say, especially when Sikong Xingxing is with you, at this time, Ximen Fuxue, who rarely speaks, actually spoke. I understand ao "What do you understand?" "They think you're dead, and your defenses are relaxed, and you can secretly investigate their plots." "You get it. "And what is their plot?" said Beef Soup.
"I'll take you to see their plot right now. "
(iv)
On the hall of Sha Dahu.
There was a man tied to the pillars of the hall, a man with a head scattered and many wounds on his body.
This man was apparently captured and tied up after a fight.
This person is the chief dart head of the Central Plains Dart Bureau, which is known as the first in the 13 provinces in the north and south.
The atmosphere in the hall was somber.
Baili Changqing was still panting, staring at a pair of angry eyes.
Sha Dahu carried his hands behind his back, and lowered his head and pedaled in a square step.
Gong Suosu and the proprietress sat firmly on the chair and didn't move.
Xiao Yaohua and Zhao Blind look at me, I look at you, and they don't say a word.
The low atmosphere has a feeling of overwhelmingness.
The first to resist this atmosphere was Zhao Blind, he stood up and said loudly: "Why does Boss Jin want us to keep him alive?" Sha Dahu turned to look at Zhao Blind and said, "Boss Jin must have his reason for doing this." "Yes, I have my point. Jin Peng came out of the house, dressed in a gorgeous outfit trimmed with gold trim.
Jin Peng's clothes were bright to the eye, but his face was so gloomy that people didn't want to look at it. He said, "Do you know why I want to stay alive?" he glared at Baili Changqing with a pair of angry eyes. Baili Changqing also stared at him with a pair of angry eyes. "How much effort I put into arranging this seamless plan. Jin Peng's gaze fell from Baili Changqing's face to the eyes of everyone in the hall, and said, "How many people did we kill to let you replace the people in Yellowstone Town, but now we have lost praise, do you know why?" No one answered, because no one knew why, and they didn't even know what Jin Peng said.
So, Jin Peng had no choice but to take them out of the hall and arrive at the place where the dart cart was parked.
"Open. Jin Peng called the shots.
The box inside the cart opened.
It was originally yellow and dazzling gold, but now it suddenly doesn't shine. It turned into pieces of jet-black scrap metal. They went back to the hall. The atmosphere in the hall was even more somber, this time so low that it was not only breathless, but also made people dare not raise their heads. Everyone lowered their heads and stared at the jet-black scrap metal that Jin Peng brought in and placed on the table. Then, everyone's eyes looked at their boss, Jin Peng. "It means that some of us have leaked the secret. "Will there be spies among us?" said Sha Dahu.
"Who?" said the proprietress .
The proprietress shot at Zhao Blind like fire.
Zhao Blind was startled, and also stared at the proprietress as well, and then, he suddenly looked at Xiao Yehua.
Xiao Yaohua looked at the palace.
Gong Susu looked at the owner of the grocery store, and the boss looked at the proprietress of the grocery store.
Each of them was looking at each other.
The atmosphere is more solemn.
Jin Peng stood up from his chair and said, "The most important thing now is not to find out who is the mole. As he spoke, he walked towards Baili Evergreen and said, "The most important thing is to find out where the gold that has been dropped is." He suddenly grabbed Zuo Baili's evergreen hair and said, "You now know why I want to keep you to be a living mouth, right? As long as you tell me the whereabouts of the gold, I will not only release you immediately, but also release your subordinates, and I will not investigate who is the traitor, and I will also give you a share of the gold." Baili Changqing raised his head, looked at Jin Peng, suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm towards Jin Peng, and said angrily: "Phew." "Bah, that's good. A voice came from the doorway.
And all the eyes of the people turned and fell on the face of the man who said this.
No one knows the person who said this.
Because she's a little old woman.
The little old woman spoke again. If you think that someone will really believe what you say, that's hell to go. "Who are you?" said Jin Peng angrily. "I—I'm a dead man. "Presumptuous, Jin Peng flew and raised his palm to attack the little old woman. The little old woman flew lightly and dodged, and said, "If you don't ask who I am, you will do it, what if you suffer a loss?" Jin Peng ignored this sentence, his palm was like the wind, and his moves were all killing and attacking. The little old woman just dodged with a smile, and didn't even fight back. No one on the side could believe what was happening in front of them. In the whole world, there is probably only one person who can take thirty moves in a row without fighting back. Lu Xiaofeng. Isn't Lu Xiaofeng dead? Each of them had this question in their minds, and suddenly, Xiao Yuhua's thoughts turned to what the little old woman said when she came in. I'm a dead man. Xiao Yehua suddenly trembled. He ...... He...... He is Lu Xiaofeng. Zhao Blind and the others were all taken aback by this sentence.
The little old woman who was dodging suddenly flew up, flipped seven somersaults in the air, and said, "Yes, I am Lu Xiaofeng." The little old woman's figure fell to the ground, and the makeup on her face had been removed when she somersaulted. As soon as he stood on the ground, he became a Taoist. "You're not dead?" Gong E exclaimed. "Of course I'm not dead. How could Lu Xiaofeng die?
Isn't your conspiracy a recipe to succeed?" "Then ......" "You must have wondered who died?" no one answered, for this was indeed the case. "I tell you, no one dies. Only people faked their deaths. "Fake death?" "The person who faked his death is an honest monk. Lu Xiaofeng said: "I asked Sikong Xingxing to change his appearance, dress him up as me, and then tie a piece of iron and a blood bag to his chest." "Do you remember the siege of me that evening? Actually, you are besieging an honest monk, and I have been hiding from you for a long time to observe you. "I found out that you, Sha Dahu, used the Oriental kamikaze sword technique, and I knew that you were indeed a Jiangyang thief who killed people without blinking! That evening, the honest monk deliberately flashed left and right, and finally hit his chest on Gong Ping's sword. The blood bag splashed blood, and the monk immediately picked up the turtle breath and fell to the ground. "At that time, it was already very dark, of course you couldn't see clearly, and besides, you believed in Gong Ping's sword too much. "That's why she died under the sword of Simon Blowing Snow. "Sha Dahu Road.
"Her death is due to too much self-confidence, and your failure is a failure to human habit. Lu Xiaofeng said. Who would make up for another sword on a dead man? No, so the monk pretended to be dead and succeeded. "Don't be complacent, Lu Xiaofeng. The proprietress said: "Ximen blowing snow and medium broth are now in our hands. "Really?" another voice came from the door.
This voice, of course, is the sound of the beef soup proudly-
Blowing snow to Xitin, who didn't speak much, spoke again. If I hadn't been caught on purpose, would I have been able to reveal the secret of Jinpeng?" no one answered, because everyone's face was as ugly as a soldier's, "I have something I don't understand." Jin Peng said. "What's the matter?" Lu Xiaofeng said. "Did you drop the gold?" "Yes." "You alone can drop so much gold?... Actually, I didn't really drop the gold. "I don't understand. "It's simple. Lu Xiaofeng walked to the table where a piece of scrap iron was placed, picked up the scrap iron, he reached out and took out his jade fan, scraping it on the iron with the jade fan. The jet-black color was gradually scraped away, revealing a yellow and shining gold. Everyone froze again. "These golds," Lu Xiaofeng said, "are just painted with a very special color." "But can you do it alone?"
"Of course not. There was another voice at the door.
This time, the honest monk has already worn his monk suit, and Sikong Xingxing is also wearing the strong suit that is ready to pick up stars at any time.
"Without the help of my honest monk, how could Lu Xiaofeng have coated so much gold?" "Don't mention the credit for my star-picking achievements, without me, the two of you would never be able to paint so much gold with four hands." "No one spoke. In fact, who can say anything? Now that the conspiracy has been exposed, what else can be said?
The only thing that can speak is to express anger with life and blood.
Therefore, Jin Peng suddenly pulled out his matching sword and attacked Lu Xiaofeng.
Sha Dahu and Zhao Blind attacked the West Gate to blow snow.
The proprietress attacked the broth.
Gong Susu attacked Sikong to pick up the stars.
Xiao Yehua attacked Baili Changqing, who was tied to the pillar.
Among them, the most promising one is Xiaohua.
Because Baili Changqing is a person who has no ability to resist.
However, the screaming is wrong.
The rope on Baili Changqing's body suddenly broke like shredded paper, and his fist hit him in the chest when Xiao Yell thought it was a success.
Xiao Xiaohua fell, and when he fell, he heard Baili Changqing say: "When Lu Xiaofeng was dodging Jinpeng's attack, he had already used his internal force to break the rope that bound me in a big battle, and it would end soon."
Because, in the whole world, who can beat Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuixue? Not to mention that the two of them joined forces? Not to mention that there are Sikong Xingxing and honest monks next to them?
Moreover, evil cannot prevail over good after all.
Early in the morning, there was fog.
In the early morning of this day in Yellowstone Town, there was no wind.
There is no wind blowing the yellow sand that usually flies all over the sky.
Probably even the wind knows that the turmoil in Yellowstone Town has subsided.
The sun gradually rises.
The slightest ray of sunlight reflects the gold on the ground. Baili Changqing smiled proudly and watched the dart master carry the gold into boxes. One of the dart masters looked up and asked Baili Changqing. Who saved us?"Who else but him?"Who else is he?"Who is he?""He is me." "All the dart masters are stupid, because the people who said this are three people. The little old man removed his makeup, and it turned out to be Lu Xiaofeng. The little old woman turned out to be an honest monk. Lu Xiaofeng turned out to be a star. All the dart masters laughed. The beef soup was even more laughing. Among them, the person who smiled the brightest turned out to be Lu Xiaofeng. Because, he heard the laughter of a person, and this person never laughed. This person, of course, is Simon Blowing Snow-
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