Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 189 Not in the Five Lakes

The shrill noises were released in unison, startling countless magpies and crows hiding under the corridor eaves of the temple, rushing towards the rain curtain, and also startled the originally chaotic noise inside and outside Guangxiao Temple.

Everything in the world was completely silent at this moment, even the sound of the lingering rain was stagnant, leaving only the blue-white glaze-colored gunpowder smoke flying all over the sky.

"Hong Yi's guns are really sharp!"

The golden light sighed, looking at the bloody flowers blooming all over the ground, but Shang Ke looked through the rain, fog and gunpowder smoke, staring straight at the slumped figure in the distance like a falcon, letting them howl in the mud and rough, frightened by murderous intent At first glance, he is obsessed with waiting for an opportunity to escape, but he is helpless in the face of the gradually draining vitality.

Under some kind of deliberate laissez-faire, the masked man among them turned around and stared intently at the direction of the armored forest with murderous intent, and the grievances among them had already been born.

Shang Kexi stared coldly at the distance, an ominous air appeared in front of his eyes, even the auspicious wheels, snails, umbrellas, lids, flowers, pots, fish, intestines and other Buddhist treasures around the armor were stained with taint at this time. There was a chilling and withering air that was so strong that it could not be dispelled, and the flames embroidered on the neck guard burned blazingly as he opened his mouth, as if he was about to ignite this long-simmering mountain of hidden fire with his own hands.

Pingnan Wang's old figure was hidden in the blue satin armor, and the stitched armor was shining faintly against the sky, but the counselor Jin Guang suddenly noticed that the old prince in front of him was different.

Shang Kexi seems to have taken off the royal brocade robe and re-enclosed himself in the thick armor, but what was actually taken off was the kind appearance he deliberately created, and what was revealed was the heroic spirit of wielding a sword in the first place!
"Rats! Rats! Rats!"

Shang Kexi raised his head to the sky and screamed loudly, speaking boldly in an aura as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was collapsing. The meaning of rebelliousness no longer needs words to describe, and the armored guards around him stood like a forest, resolutely silent.

"The old man's head is here today. If someone thinks he is a real hero, it doesn't matter if you let him take it!"

The arrogant and domineering words were deafening, and Jin Guang, the counselor, could not have imagined that King Pingnan, who had been sick for a long time, would be able to utter such a roar of tigers and dragons, and take away the momentum of the audience by himself.

But as he said, as long as people in the martial arts are still in the army formation of Guangxiao Temple at this time, then no matter how weak and weak King Pingnan was, he would be the unique commanding master here , and no matter how people in the martial arts claim to be desperate, they can only be trapped beasts with minions.

Everything was premeditated.

The Hongyi musket was carefully hidden in the meditation room. It was obviously a well-arranged killing situation, and Jin Guang, the counselor who ambushed this killer's weapon, had his eyes shining.

These martial arts people have definitely never seen such a murderous formation—this is a thing between life and death, blood and fire, victory and defeat, and Jin Guang's ability to stand here alive is the best proof.

At this time, the musket was still being loaded, and the bowstring was also difficult to control due to the wet water. A few people rushed forward desperately, but they accidentally stepped into the second trap set by the golden light. Come and meet your opponent head-on.

The disciples of the Songyang School stepped up to fill in the gaps, but Shang Zhixin took the lead to walk out two young masters behind him, his eyes were radiant and unstoppable, and he was expressionless when he saw the martial arts masters coming towards him.

The moment they brushed past each other, the two of them threw out a fist with the ape's back first, and punched through the back, shoulder, and elbow as fast as lightning. Cooperate and hit the opponent's Fengchi point in response.

More opponents came, and the two young masters in official uniforms were still expressionless. They came out in a row, and the six masters used them together. Knocked down a series of opponents.

"It's a master of the imperial court! Be careful!"

Several people saw that the situation was not good and were about to retreat, but they were stopped by an old man in the same official robe. With a strong hand, the eagle claws pushed and pulled with luck, and casually scratched the joints of several people, and then slapped the throat bone with one palm, Only corpses with their throats covered and their eyes wide open were left behind.

The two wings of the martial arts people were captured and fell into chaos. Many people were cut into corpses without any suspense, and many more people in the martial arts were frightened and collapsed on the ground, unable to move. Wang Tiewei turned into an invincible myth, and his armor with buckskin lining and blue satin edge was unmatched by them. His martial arts, which had been honed in the past, could not give birth to a heart of resistance in front of the purge of the battle-hardened army.

At this time, the murderous intention was already clear. In front, there were iron-armored guards from Pingnan Prince's Mansion blocking the way, behind which were gradually encircling pro-military raiders, and on the flanks, there were thunderous red gunners staring at them, charging at top speed and about to aim.

The counselor Jin Guang counted the time and secretly calculated the enemy with the method of back-to-back attacking the void. When the last kill appeared, he would definitely intercept and kill all the martial arts fighters in the distance, and only one of them would escape alive.

"Go! Go south!"

At this moment, suddenly there were voices of shouting one after another, and it was obvious that some people were still awake.

They noticed that the Hongyi musket was still cooling down and reloading after firing, and the seemingly ferocious firepower was not as powerful as it seemed on the surface. It was just relying on the intensive shooting of the guns, posing a threat to the swarming crowd.

As the sound of Qingyue kept ringing in their ears, the disoriented martial arts practitioners came to their senses and began to follow the command of the masked man to rush forward with geese.

I saw a few master rabbits raised their arms, raised their arms and shouted to be invincible. By accident, they just ran into the emptiness of the Pingnan Wangfu's military interception. Formation, kill a bloody path.

"My lord, the thief wants to flee south, so he should be surrounded and killed immediately!"

The memory of the battle in the rolling yellow sand appeared in front of Jin Guang, the counselor, and he almost subconsciously took the situation into his mind, and gave the most suitable suggestion for the current situation.

But Shang Kexi hid his face under the armor, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing one after another, but he did not give the order to pursue him, staring at the ruined temple wall in the mist and rain without saying a word—his outstretched hand did not let go, It means that the armored guards beside him are a new force, and they cannot go into battle at this time.

At this time, the scene was extremely anxious, Jin Guang could only close his lips tightly, waiting for Shang Kexi's orders countless times in the past, the sergeants present had long been familiar with the orders and prohibitions, but one of them was obviously not among them.

"Father, leave this matter to me!"

Shang Zhixin grew up with a strong waist and arms, and instantly snatched the saber of an iron-clad bodyguard, leaped out of the hospital with a golden sword, and killed two mourning people on the ground like a knife and axe. Going away, in order to lead the divisions of the two wings to surround them, the two young masters also followed closely behind, and at the same time shot to kill the Quartet.

Shang Kexi's heart was in a favorable situation, so he was slowed down for half a beat before he came to his senses, but at this moment, Shang Zhixin was unable to stop Shang Zhixin from taking the lead, and he only had time to point to the martial arts figures who seemed to be in chaos in the distance and said.

"Nonsense! The other party is still young, this is a trick to hide and kill!"

Hearing the words, Jin Guang was like thunder, and blood was coming from the seven orifices. As expected, several masked masters in the distance suddenly mixed in with the crowd and turned back. The unparalleled battle line is like the tide of the Qiantang River pushing horizontally in the opposite direction.

Take advantage of the unprepared attack!Pretend to be defeated and bite back!
This is a way to lure the enemy's generals into the game. The Ming court general Man Gui who guarded BJ in the late Ming Dynasty was forced to fight by the Chongzhen who underestimated the enemy and died under random arrows.The counselor Jin Guang sensed that something was wrong, and when he turned his head to look at Shang Kexi, he unexpectedly found that his face was ashen, his teeth were clenched, and he was sitting and watching his son-in-law be surrounded without saying a word!

Shang Zhixin was indeed very brave, he abandoned his sword and used his fists when he saw people surrounded him, so easily a dozen or so people couldn't get close to him, he knocked down several martial arts fighters with punches and kicks, and even raised one of them above his head, Throwing it to the moss wall in the distance, and forming horns with two young masters, blocked the siege.

But when two hanged ghosts suddenly appeared behind him, each outstretched their palms and patted his shoulders, Shang Zhixin's legs were shaken, and he uncontrollably bent his knees, tilted and fell to the ground, completely unable to resist This is the iron palm skill that is so invincible!

The voice of the people was stagnant, and Pingnan Wang's mansion threw a rat's weapon for a while, the bowstring was dumb and the horse did not hiss, and it could only let the martial arts fighters flee from the desperate situation, and gradually disappeared in the depths of the street corner.

"My lord! Your son is in danger!"

Hearing Jin Guang's words, Pingnan Wang Shang Kexi jumped out of the water like a drowning man, breathing in the cold and humid air deeply, as if nothing could fill his old and weak body.

"They captured that evil obstacle just to ask for a talisman. Where can Guangzhou City hide?"

Shang Kexi said hoarsely, his relaxed tone was completely opposite to his serious expression, "Let him suffer a little bit, don't always think that he is the only good man in the world."

"But my lord, with the son's temperament, I'm afraid he only suffers..."

Jin Guang is still trying to persuade him, but who would have thought that Jin Guang, the counselor who advocated the abolition of the son, is now worried about Shang Zhixin, but Shang Kexi, who is his biological father, is indifferent, as if he just lost a kitten. The dog will run back by itself some other day.

"Needless to say, stop fighting. They can't escape..."

Jin Guang quickly put away the concern on his face, and kept silent even with his armored bodyguards, because they all guessed that Shang Kexi was trying to conceal the identity of the captured Shang Zhixin. Keep Shang Zhixin safe.

There was heavy rain all over the sky without stopping, and the sound of guns and cannons burst out in the Guangzhou mansion in the ten-year Taiping period. The sound of shouting and killing spread from Guangxiao Temple, and it swept across half of the city in an instant.Numerous dark-faced, numb-looking old men raised their heads, like frightened birds and beasts in their nests, suddenly overturned the tables, chairs and benches in front of them, threw away the bamboo sticks in their hands, and looked up into the sky with difficulty.

Only the old people know that in this Guangzhou mansion, some things that they used to take for granted have gone away, and some things buried deep in the blood and mud that have never been mentioned have returned at this moment...

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The martial arts fighters withdrew from the Guangxiao Temple from the south, and then charged westward for a certain distance, but they still could not get rid of the pursuers. Finally, they had to run northward again, and separated into a densely wooded, muddy area. Hiding in the unbearable Daze.

Chen Jialuo hid a hundred people in the dense forest, and led people to design ambushes several times before he managed to get rid of the pursuit.Now Daoist Wuchen and Zhao Banshan are harassing the pursuers, relying on their kung fu, while the Chang brothers suppressed the nobles of the Shang family and divided their troops to hide, Honghuahui divided their troops and left, suddenly Chen Jialuo was left alone.

Seeing that there was no movement from the pursuers, Chen Jialuo took off the black cloth covering his face, let out a long breath, and let the rainwater flow slowly along his elegant face, but it seemed that even the muddy water all over his body at this moment did not hinder him. He is the elegant gentleman in troubled times.

Chen Jialuo gasped for a moment, and immediately led the people to check and count the rescued martial arts practitioners, urging them to continue on their way despite the heavy rain, and the group went deep into the big swamp at the west foot of Yuexiu Mountain and on the side of Xianggang. , The staggering figure was gradually covered by the towering vegetation, and suddenly disappeared.

"Headmaster, let all the brothers take such a big risk, Tailai is really..."

Wen Tailai, who was rescued, looked ashamed, and Zhou Long assisted him to catch up with him, while the disgraced Zhou Long also walked with a limp, as if his back was injured.

He was hit by a firecracker just now, and his back was burning hot at this time, but he managed to save his life by chance, and now he also hopes that the Honghua Society can come up with an effective plan to lead everyone away from the pursuit.

"Fourth Brother Wen, what's your name? When we Honghuating got married, we agreed to live together and die together. There is no reason for you to be imprisoned alone."

Chen Jialuo supported Wen Tailai's other arm, and said warmly, "Even if the rescue fails, at worst, all the leaders will go in to accompany you, and you haven't violated the oath you made at the beginning. What can you say?"

Wen Tailai was very moved, and wanted to say something to Chen Jialuo, but found that the young chief helmsman had already moved to a place covered by bamboo trees, and thanked the place where there seemed to be no one.

"Thank you for the ingenious plan, senior. If it weren't for this, a certain Chen Xing might have died in Guangxiao Temple today, turning into a lonely soul without a master."

Chen Jialuo bowed to the end with a serious and focused expression, but Wen Tailai saw a skinny old man and a tall and beautiful woman coming side by side, obviously they were the ones waiting for him by his chief helmsman.

Before the words fell, the old man's voice sounded up and down.

"Mr. Chen's reputation is too high. The old man just guessed that Shang Kexi will lead people to ambush, and the heavy rain in Guangzhou Mansion for days is not suitable for bows and arrows, firearms, and iron cavalry to rob the camp for field battles, so I let you lead people to do the trick."

The pros and cons of firearms were seen through by the skinny old man, and he saw this short man with a narrow and long face, at this moment he continued slowly, "The other side's counselors also know how to fight, and they set up three poisonous tricks that are interlocking. Leaving a flaw gives the old man a chance to break through. What's more, today is blessed by God."

"If this time is planned by my villain... I am afraid that even the old man will die on the spot..."

The person who spoke seemed to have lingering fears, but Chen Jialuo knew that this matter was not as easy and fluke as he said.

Chen Jialuo's family knowledge is profound and inclusive, and he has also studied military books and strategies, but most of the details can only be heard from his uncle Chen Yonghua. He knows that marching an army is not as easy as it says on paper. "Know yourself and know the enemy" has stumped ninety-nine percent of civil servants and military generals.

The previous scheme of the old man obviously took into account the weakness of his own party's discord and lack of strength. He also knew that the only goal of this group of people gathering together was to escape from life. count.

The so-called "survival after death" is an act of considering people's will. He predicted that once the iron prison of the Zen Temple is breached, those who are bribed and colluded by the Pingnan Palace will inevitably hesitate and fall at the end of the team. Only those who insist on escape will be able to move forward. , Therefore, people with ghosts in their hearts will be hit and killed when the firecrackers sound, blocking the fatal blow for them.

The subsequent change of formation to cover up and kill is a stroke of genius. No matter when and where, as long as the opponent underestimates the enemy and advances aggressively, and with the strength of the Red Flower Society, it will naturally keep some important people in place in exchange for the capital to escape. It's a pity that Shang Kexi's witty calculations are not Being fooled made this final retreat look a bit embarrassing.

But these plans seem to be mediocre, but there is nothing superfluous and cumbersome. The moves are like an antelope's horns without a trace, far surpassing the murderous serial poisonous schemes of the counselors of the Pingnan Palace. , every step was restrained above the opponent's cunning.

Therefore, in Chen Jialuo's eyes, the old man in front of him was already an expert strategist, but he didn't know why he was so afraid of the "evil" he called?On the other hand, the person on the other side called himself "Ying Wumou", but his actions were completely opposite to the name, only his expression was full of depression, and there was no sign of complacency.

"Senior Ying, there is one more thing that I don't know about this junior. I don't know how you found out when exactly the other party will make a move?"

Chen Jialuo asked for advice modestly, and sincerely hoped that the other party would explain the key points.

The skinny old man Nianxu explained: "I have heard about Jin Gongxuan for a long time. He possesses divination, arranging stars, viewing plum blossoms, playing birds, calligraphy talismans, and interpreting dreams. He is as wonderful as a god when he is used for marching and formation. Ordinary people naturally cannot hold a candle to it."

He spoke so well that he seemed to have his own strategy and strategy in his chest, and then sighed, "However, the world is boundless, and besides Zili, there are books, Huangji, Lulu, Shanjing, Shuizhi, divisions, places, algorithms, etc. Taiyi and Rendun's dharma, the majestic tomb tombs all have their own written books, and all the more than a thousand volumes are collectively titled "Shendao Dabian". Jin Gongxuan has never seen it, so naturally he can only look at the ocean and sigh..."

According to the old man, the top counselor in the Pingnan Palace seems to be nothing more than that, which makes Chen Jialuo even more curious about who the other party is. Unfortunately, no matter how he insinuates, the old man humbly claims that he is just a casual person between the lake and the sea.

"Senior, chief helmsman, I don't think this is a place to talk, and many comrades in the rivers and lakes are injured, so it's better to take someone to hide in another place for the time being."

The tall woman said, her eyes full of sincerity, Chen Jialuo suddenly realized that something was wrong at this time, and looked at the old man in front of her, thinking about the goal in her heart.

"Old man, I see that you are coming by boat, can you leave by water at night?"

Chen Jialuo looked towards the battered and repaired green-browed bird boat in the reed marsh, and immediately put forward his own suggestion.

The Red Flower Club was inquiring about the news in the city last night, and suddenly saw that the two were besieged by masters from the palace. Why did the two strongly suggest that they insist on running to this water marsh that is separated from the Yinma Canal of Pingnan Wangfu by a wall.

"This is absolutely impossible!"

The skinny old man immediately denied this statement, but just said some vague words, "Although there are many waterways outside the Guangzhou mansion, there are government warships cruising during the day, and there are puffer fish and water macaques at night, so the danger is extremely dangerous." Ordinary, it is clearly a road of ten deaths and no life."

Chen Jialuo was full of doubts in his heart. Although the other party's refusal was reasonable, but they were able to appear in Zhilan Lake by boat, they must have used some way to get in and out of Guangzhou, but they didn't know why they had to be vague.

"I don't know what the old man is referring to?"

"It's not something, it's a ghost! In the Battle of Yamen at the end of the Song Dynasty, one hundred thousand people of the Song Dynasty crossed the sea and died unwillingly.

Old Daoist Ying said in a stern voice: "The Nanyue people attacked the Qin army at night and smashed it, beheading Wei Tusui, and laying down hundreds of thousands of blood. Do you think there will be ghosts lying under these waves? ?!"

Chen Jialuo shook his head and said: "What the old senior said is too appalling, I forgive the younger generation for not taking it."

"If I hadn't seen the black hole with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that the disaster was imminent. The ancient temple of the South China Sea relied on King Hongsheng to suppress the water veins of Guangzhou for thousands of years, but it was a pity that it was finally broken... What kind of centipede land, how could it be found ..."

Old Taoist Ying sighed, and together with the tall and slender woman with the same strange expression, his face showed embarrassment, obviously he knew something that was hard to put into words.

"Mr. Chen, do you know that the Yuri Pavilion on Zhangqiu Hill is a place to watch the sunrise on the sea. During the Song and Yuan Dynasties, it was the first scene of Yangcheng's "Fuxu Yuri". Seeing it in the sea, but it makes the old man's heart jump..."

Chen Jialuo still wants to ask again, because he has never heard of manfish, water macaques, etc., but the strange nicks under the side of the green-browed bird's boat can still be seen, as if a drowning person was desperately catching them before dying. Scratching and biting, under the cold wind and rain, rippling lakes appeared in the distance, and began to undulate in some indescribable shapes...

"According to the old man, we should do the opposite for the current plan. Going east is the only way to survive." The skinny old man was silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

Chen Jialuo raised his eyebrows, looked up at the sky covered with lead clouds in the east, and Fu Zhi mentally remembered a name that was almost forgotten.

"You mean...the Golden Sword Luo Yuantong?!"

"Exactly."

The skinny old man nodded slowly, stroked his beard and said in a low voice: "The Luo family's Golden Basin Washing Ceremony was supposed to be a feast for heroes today, and the martial arts comrades who came because of him should naturally be protected by him."

Chen Jialuo fell silent, and the people in the martial arts couldn't help whispering.

Many martial arts people present were captured by a master of swordsmanship. No matter how you look at it, Luo Yuantong should be the most suspicious person. Why is the old man in front of him so sure that Luo Yuantong will not be a monk? What about collusion?

"Mr. Chen, Luo Yuantong will never be a person who is greedy for fame and fortune. Now that Zen Master Tianran is unconscious, only this golden knife can retreat three points from Shang Kexi. Whether it is life or death, he cannot be avoided in the end. "

Ying Laodao, who was supposed to be in Zhangqiugang Village, was now standing by the undulating Zhilan Lake, his stooped figure indistinctly turned into a dead tree by the lake, and he was used to seeing the autumn moon and spring breeze.

"As far as I know, the Golden Knife Luo family has already sheltered the martial arts people in the city who have not been murdered. It doesn't matter if we go again, but..."

Chen Jialuo was alone, but he was angry, and swept away the previously wavering emotions: "Just what? Could it be that this trip is not allowed?"

Old Taoist Ying shook his head and said meaningfully.

"Comrades in the Jianghu can naturally go, but you may not be able to go, Chief Steward. There are many people there, and I am afraid that not all of them are the people that Chief Steward Chen wants to see."

"...??!!!"

Chen Jialuo's pupils dilated in an instant, and he stood up to look at the sky after feeling a loss of composure, but just for a moment, he looked at the skinny old man with an unprecedented determination.

At this moment, there was a look of understanding in the eyes of both of them. It seemed that after going through the thick fog and going through rounds of probing, they finally confirmed that the other party already knew, and also knew something that they knew.

The illusory scene of the collapse of the sky and the downpour of rain flashed in Chen Jialuo's eyes in turn, and he nodded slowly with a firm expression that had never been seen in the past few days on his young face.

"In that case, let's go."

(End of this chapter)