Sheng Nong Xue Su

Lan Xia was also taken aback, and said a little embarrassedly: "Shengsheng, you have drawn me so well, my swordsmanship is not yet at this level." It was from Lanxi Lanxia, ​​the sword dancer was just a back view, and the sword intent was prominent, and the face of the piano player was blurred by the spring scenery. I am afraid that only the parties involved and people who are very familiar with them can see one or two.

Ming Sheng smiled slightly, "Art comes from life and is higher than life, Xiao Xia is too peacock."

Lan Xi chuckled.

Lan Xia glared at Ming Sheng angrily, and said, "Sheng Sheng is getting worse and worse."

Ming Sheng chuckled.

This time, Bai Qian stepped forward and said to Ming Sheng: "Young Master, Master asked you to go to the study."

"What's the matter with calling Shengsheng at this time?" Lan Xia asked.

Bai Qian shook his head and replied: "Master didn't say anything."

Ming Sheng handed the painting to Lan Xia, and said: "Okay. You can do what you want, I'll go first, see you later."

Lan Xia Lanxi watched Ming Sheng go away, none of them thought that there would be a farewell, and the time to see each other was long.

When Ming Sheng came to the study, he heard voices in the room, so he stopped and stopped in front of the door.Now that Ming Sheng has made some progress in his inner strength and mental skills, he heard intermittent voices coming from the room.

"Master,...medicine...be...be careful when being...prescribed."

"I understand,...ruined...thieves...you...arranged..."

"Yes, sir."

"Go down."

The door opened with a "squeak".The manager Lan Shi came out, seeing Ming Sheng, his serious face became kind all of a sudden: "The young master is here, go in quickly." Without waiting for Ming Sheng's answer, he left in a hurry.

Ming Sheng was puzzled, walked into the study, saw Lan Zheng standing by the desk frowning, and couldn't help asking: "Uncle, what's the matter when I see Shi Bo looking hurriedly?"

Only then did Lan Zheng raise his head, smiled gently as usual, waved his hands and said, "Well, it's just some trivial matters. Ming Sheng, do you know why I called you here?"

Ming Sheng said: "Nephew doesn't know, please tell Master clearly." In private, the two have always referred to each other as master and apprentice.

Lan Zheng hesitated, and said: "Sheng'er, you have been studying medicine with me for more than 7 years, and I have nothing to teach you. The next thing is to accumulate experience. You are more than 12 years old now, it is time to go out and practice Yes. You should pack your things well tonight and set off early tomorrow morning, and don’t disturb the two little ones and your aunt, so as not to cry and get pregnant, I will tell them where they are.” The children of the Lan family have their own way. The standard of practice is to leave home at the earliest of thirteenth and at the latest of fifteenth to practice and work hard. During this period, the identities of the children of Lanfu must not be revealed, except for life and death. When the three-year period expires, you will be assigned to a position depending on the results.Ming Sheng was much earlier at this time.

Ming Sheng's heart moved, he carefully looked at Lan Zheng's face, he didn't see anything, and said seriously: "It's all up to Master's arrangement."

At dawn, Ming Sheng took Bai Qian and left quietly, not many people in Lan Mansion knew about it.

What Ming Sheng didn't know was that as soon as she left, four carriages from Lan Mansion set off in different directions at the same time.

Ming Sheng didn't know where this was, he clearly remembered that he and Bai Qian had left Luoyang for more than a month, and finally found an inn to stay in this evening, so where is this place? All I could hear was the sound of my own feet crushing the withered grass.Ming Sheng's heartbeat intensified one after another, this kind of silence is really terrible, making people feel that only oneself is left in the world.Ming Sheng couldn't help shouting: "Is anyone there?"

"Is...someone...someone...what?" Ming Sheng's voice echoed throughout the world.Suddenly, as if some switch was turned on, the whole area was on fire, but there was no sound. In the flames, the Lan Mansion in Luoyang was in chaos, and the servants ran around like headless flies. They fell down one by one, everywhere was red, it was hard to tell whether it was the color of fire or blood, some people still had fear in their eyes, some had tears on their faces, and some were struggling in pain...Ming Sheng The corners of her mouth that had always been smiling were tightly pursed, and she rushed in with a look of panic. All the people she came into contact with passed through Ming Sheng. The sword was nailed to the wall, her head was buried, her aunt had a dagger stuck in her belly, and she fell at his uncle's feet, the surrounding work suddenly jumped up, and the tongue of fire was about to lick Ming Sheng's clothes, Ming Sheng stood there in a daze, Petrified and motionless. "Wow" a heart-piercing cry echoed in Ming Sheng's ears, completely gone from the sweetness of the past.

"Woo~" Ming Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, it was pitch black, only the outline of the inn room could be vaguely discerned.Ming Sheng's aching heartbeat slowed down, and he wiped away the tears on his face, and he no longer felt sleepy.Ming Sheng got up with the quilt, the tragedy in the dream still made her feel lingering fear.Ming Sheng couldn't help thinking carefully, the strangeness of leaving Lan Mansion began to expand in his heart, making Ming Sheng restless and uneasy.Ming Sheng groped to get out of bed, went to the table and poured a cup of cold tea, and then calmed down.It would be great if I had a mobile phone, as soon as this idea came up, Ming Sheng couldn't help but touch his forehead.

Suddenly, his heart beat violently, with faint pain, Ming Sheng couldn't hold back anymore, he woke up Bai Qian who was next door, he couldn't explain anything, he just ordered: "Go back to Luoyang." After speaking, he turned and went to the stable.

This was the first time Ming Sheng spoke in an orderly tone, Bai Qian didn't dare to delay, picked up the burden of the two of them and hurriedly followed.

Ming Sheng and Bai Qian ran day and night, and finally saw the city gate of Luoyang on the tenth day.Ming Sheng didn't stop, he rode his horse directly through the city gate, followed by Bai Qian who threw an ingot of silver to the guard, and also went through the city gate towards Lan Mansion.

The soldier guarding the gate frantically caught the thrown money, put it in his mouth and bit it, and burst his mouth open for joy.

The little soldier next to him turned his eyes hot, because the other party was the leader of the team and didn't dare to offend, so he just licked his face and said, "Which nobleman was that guy just now, his shot was really generous."

The team leader stuffed the money into his bosom, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, his face changed drastically, and he said in surprise: "Oh, he is the eldest son of the Lan Mansion. I saw him sitting in the Baicao Hall for more than a month... ...."

The face of the little soldier next to him also changed, and he said: "Didn't the Lan Manor..."

"Well..." The team leader gave Xiao Bing an elbow, and Xiao Bing suffered from pain.

"Work hard, there's so much dung spraying." The team leader gave the little soldier a hard look, and stood up solemnly.

Xiaobing also knew that he had made a slip of the tongue and stood guard seriously.

Ming Sheng finally arrived at the gate of the Lan Mansion, and saw that the Lan Mansion, where people came and went more than a month ago, was desolate and quiet.Ming Sheng got off his horse, his face remained calm, his heart was already turbulent, and he stumbled into the mansion.Of the old carved beams and painted buildings, pavilions, luxuriant grass, smoked willows and painted bridges, and wind curtains and emerald curtains, only today's ruins are left, mottled with blood, remnants of flowers and willows, and desolation everywhere.

Ming Sheng ran all over Lan Mansion, calling every name in his memory, but there was no answer.The rain did not know when to weave thin nets, Ming Sheng was in a mess, his throat was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound, the corners of his eyes were red, his face was cold, it was not known whether it was wet from rain or tears.Bai Qian didn't dare to go forward to disturb her, sobbing silently while covering her mouth.

Suddenly, there was a collision sound from one corner, and Ming Sheng stared at that corner blankly.I saw a young man wearing the clothes of a servant from the Lan Mansion move out little by little, his face was covered with dirt, his hair was disheveled, and there were still black and red blood stains on his body. He looked at Ming Sheng earnestly, and immediately lowered his head as if in shock.

"Master..." Seeing that Ming Sheng was not moving, Bai Qian gently tugged at the corner of Ming Sheng's clothes and called out, his voice trembling.

With a blank face, Ming Sheng approached the young man in the corner step by step. When he was three steps away from the young man, he slowly squatted down, his lips moved a few times, and he made a low and hoarse voice: "You..."

The accident happened suddenly, the young man who was still timid just now suddenly raised his hand and stabbed Ming Sheng, Ming Sheng hurriedly rolled over to a donkey next to him to avoid the vital point, was cut in the arm, before he had time to counterattack, he began to faint before his eyes, it was actually poisoned.Ming Sheng languished on the ground, how could that boy miss such a good opportunity and throw the dagger at Ming Sheng.A double image appeared in front of Ming Sheng's eyes, and he couldn't see the situation clearly in a daze, so he could only rely on his intuition and stretch out his hand to block it.Seeing that the dagger glowing blue was about to pierce into Ming Sheng's palm, Bai Qian finally arrived, kicked the dagger away with flying legs, and drew his sword to attack the boy.The swords equipped by the servants of the Lan Mansion are narrow and long, and the scabbards are bamboo sticks of suitable size, which are usually held in the hand as a harmless stick, and can be used to open the way when gathering herbs.

Bai Qian's fierce attack, completely killing each other, bluffed the young man.The young man lost his weapon and encountered such a desperate opponent, so he had no choice but to distance himself and spend his time.Seeing this, Bai Qian summoned all his internal strength and threw the sword at the young man, who quickly flew back.Unexpectedly, Bai Qian then dropped two smoke bombs, the smoke cleared, Ming Sheng and Bai Qian had disappeared.The boy's face turned pale, he kicked bitterly, and disappeared.

Ximen Chuuxue rode a fierce horse from thousands of miles away, braved the scorching sun, and finally arrived at this city.He has grown to another level, and it is difficult for anyone to find a little bit of the 8-year-old shadow from him now.His whole body is filled with a chilling sword energy, forming an independent and worldly aura around him, even if he walks on the crowded street, he can form a world of his own.This is a strong world, but also a lonely world.

Fasting, bathing with incense, Ximen Chuuxue is as devout as a believer, but he is not doing worship to the Buddha, but is preparing for an art, which is the art that belongs to Ximen Chuuxue—the art of killing people.And the person he wanted to kill was a stranger he had never seen before, and he had never done anything wrong, just because this person violated morality.From other people's point of view, it would only be said to be full, but in the eyes of Ximen Chuuxue, this is nothing more sacred.Because he has found the way he wants to walk, to prove the way by killing!

Three days later, Ximen Chuuxue stepped out of the inn room. He was completely white, including a snow suit, snow boots, even a turban, and his face was as pale as snow.In the noisy hall, you could hear the sound of needles falling, but a man who was eating happily by the window had a neck stalk, which bounced like a spring, and was about to jump out of the window.Ximen Chuxue moved, no one saw how he came from the stairs to the window all of a sudden, and no one saw how his sword pierced the neck of the man who jumped out of the window. it's over.

Ximen Chuuxue drew out his sword, a stream of blood splashed down, and a strange light flashed in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes.Then, he gently blew off the blood from the sword tip, turned and left, outside there were chariots and horses waiting for their master.He didn't see the drunk young man at the nearest table quietly opened his eyes, a strange light flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, he stood up staggeringly, and walked out of the inn.