Three swords on both sides

Tianshui Village seems to be too peaceful recently.The villagers found that since the man in Tsing Yi was injured last time, the number of tourists here had dropped sharply—or no one came.

"It's not right." Uncle Li wondered with a bitter face.His family's sweet wine is not selling well, and it is about to go bad.Lei Li sat opposite him, tilting his head slightly, but couldn't figure out why.

"Lei Li, look, after all, you have traveled all over the world..." Uncle Li saw that the other party really didn't intend to answer, so he had to ask. "Is it... Is it the person you hurt? What's the background?"

Lei Li said, "I don't know him. I didn't even want to do anything."

"It's true..." Uncle Li was even more distressed. "Recently, people in the village feel strange when they go out. It seems that there are a lot of people probing their heads on the road outside. It's a bit strange to say that they are here for you—why don't they come in to see you?"

Lei Li felt bad: "What kind of people are they?"

"Who knows, I guess they all know kung fu. They have a fierce look on their faces, and they don't talk to anyone. They are just as pompous as shopkeepers."

It does not seem to be a challenge.Nor did they come to show off their might and act recklessly.Search... What else is there to search here?Lei Li couldn't figure it out.If you want to harm me, there's no point wandering outside the village.He now regrets that he didn't keep those challenge letters to see the names, maybe he can have some clues.Now I'm afraid they are all used as paper heads to start the fire by the neighbors.

He was worried about it.Nothing happened in the village, and he went to bed early. He lay in the dark with his clothes on, tossing and turning, determined to go out of the village to find out the truth.This land accommodated him, protected him, and even warmed him when he was at his worst.He couldn't help but repay the favor.Just when he got up, he heard a song approaching from a distance, just like the moonlight, which would have been quite artistic - if it wasn't accompanied by the barking of dogs from every household in the village...

"Last night, the iron flute was passed by the riverside, the wind passed by the curved corridor and the moon went west. The pearl turned into tears, and the world was in chaos..."

As soon as the singing stopped, Caimen rang softly twice.Presumably, in pursuit of a complete dramatic effect, the man knocked on the door after singing the whole sentence.But Lei Li was not so mean.He himself is only fluent in writing and ink, and he has a simple respect for all the actions of dropping a book bag. At the moment, he only thinks that the person who came here is "well-learned".He welcomes them out the door.

A middle-aged man with a short brown cloth scarf stood in front of the door and nodded to Lei Li with a smile: "Are you here?"

Most people would feel that it doesn't make sense when they hear it, but Lei Li didn't realize it and hummed.

"Do you know this person?" The visitor held up a picture in his hand and showed it to him under the moonlight.Lei Li seemed to have been scalded, and secretly shivered.That was Feng Junjie.Sitting on a bench, with a jar of old wine in front of him and a waning moon above his head.The figure is very lonely.

"Is he in trouble?"

"He's fine, you're the one in trouble." The visitor replied.At this time, in order to increase his persuasiveness, he suddenly remembered that he did not introduce himself: "Oh, by the way, my name is Wen Jusheng, and I am the Wulin Monthly—"

"—The one who wrote the article?" Lei Li interjected.

"You know?" Mr. Wen was surprised, "I thought you couldn't see this."

"Yeah." Lei Li didn't say that he saw it from the paper that wrapped the mustache.The piece of paper was passed around among the villagers, and everyone said that Mr. Wen was very knowledgeable and the story was beautifully written.Mr. Wen didn't pursue it, and asked himself: "You hurt someone a few days ago, do you know who he is? He is the young head of the Pengju Escort. I sent you a greeting card before—that is, Let's challenge the book. Don't remember?"

Lei Li thought, sure enough... those papers shouldn't have been burned.

"That young escort's skills are mediocre, and his character is not worth mentioning... The escort agency seems to have no reputation. But the escort agency was originally for him to play for fun, and by the way, he helped his family escort private salt and some invisible ones. His family is very powerful and colluded with the government, even the head of the "Yue Family Spear" wants to give him three points. Now you almost took off his arm, I'm afraid he can't tolerate you." Mr. Wen was full of enthusiasm say.It's not that he took pleasure in other people's misfortunes—all novelists who love strange peaks may have such a common problem.

"Then... those people deployed outside the village are his subordinates."

"good."

Lei Li raised his head and pursed his lips: "What is this? I'm here and I can't run away. Why send someone to watch me?"

Mr. Wen looked at him and said with a smile: "You raised your head just now, it really looks like the 'Mandarin Duck Sword' back then."

Lei Li smiled wryly: "Now there is only one sword left."

Mr. Wen said: "Now is not the time for you to go to the meeting alone to be a hero. The young escort knew that he was no match for you, so he dispatched a large number of people, claiming to raze Tianshui Village. When it comes to this, what can you do alone? In the future, this place will become a sea of ​​blood, you might as well make a plan early and go away to avoid disaster."

Lei Li thought that this gentleman underestimated himself too much, and said angrily: "Let them go. Let everyone in the village go. I have nowhere to go. I am here alone."

Mr. Wen said with a smile: "That's a nice thing to say - but if they kill you, the villagers can't go anywhere. Even if they escape and lose their land and family property, how can you bear it? Don't say no I understand. As the saying goes, if you are a brother who fights a tiger, you don’t have any old friends? Some people are not talented, and there are some acquaintances in the world, how about letting me pass the letter on your behalf?"

Lei Li didn't answer right away.After a long while Fang said: "Sir, you are able to come here, of course you have no skill and you have some background. If you can leave the village safely, I will not see you off."

Mr. Wen said: "This expulsion order is quite gentle, thank you very much. But please let me know what you plan to do. It's not in vain for me to go through this."

Lei Li said: "Mister kindly reminded me, I am sincerely grateful. I... I have brothers. They... haven't seen each other for a long time, I just think... I wish there was no one like me in the world. I don't know what they think. But Mr. As I said, now that this is the case, it is not the time for me to procrastinate. I should contact them, sir, don’t worry about it.”

Mr. Wen looked a little relieved, but also a little disappointed. He waved the picture in his hand and said, "Aren't you going to find the person you mentioned just now?"

Lei Li was startled, then shook his head: "He...he got lost here by himself. I have nothing to say. Besides, he hasn't been a knight for a long time."

Mr. Wen was also taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes seemed to light up in the dark. With an oh, he put the picture into his arms, cupped his hands and said, "It's easy to say, easy to say, farewell, farewell."

Lei Li said: "Sir, be careful."

Mr. Wen smiled and said, "There will be a period later!"

Without another word, he drifted away and sang again.

"Last night, the iron flute was passed by the riverside. The wind passed by the curved corridor and the moon went west. The pearl was puzzled and turned into tears, and the world was in chaos like a chess game. The letter outside the cloud, the ladder in the middle of the moon, and the water of Taihu Lake flooded into Taoism. Looking back and hand in hand to turn the startled dream, I can't wait to see you again!"

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