farce a ups and downs

Outside the dense stone forest in the west of the city, everyone raised their heads and looked at the stone array that was several people tall, and remained silent.

Throughout the ages, no one who came to break into the dense stone forest can come out with a full body, either missing an arm or a broken leg, or going crazy after a short time. Therefore, the dense stone forest in Surabaya City can be said to be "famous". .

It was still the brash guy who took the lead: "Are you all standing here waiting for that guy to come out by himself?"

The Taoist Yun Rong glanced at him, exchanged glances with the swordsman with the back of his head and the scholar with a smiling face, stepped forward and said, "Since we are here, there is absolutely no reason to back down. Don't be jealous when you catch that swordsman first."

The reckless man snorted coldly: "It's not sure who will catch it first." After saying that, he squatted down and jumped vigorously, he jumped a few feet high, and fell into the dense stone forest like a heavy falling, with a loud noise , The birds flew away.

As soon as he entered, the hesitant people became enthusiastic and rushed in from the entrance with their weapons in hand.Some people don't take the usual path, choose to use lightness kung fu like that reckless man, and jump in, Yan Linsheng is one of them.Seeing him go in, Qu Jingzhi glared at Shen Feiyu, and chased after Yan Linsheng's back.

The only knights who came were Luo Chen, master and apprentice.

"Won't Master Luo go in to play? If you catch the 'Swordsman', then Jin Qianliang will belong to Master Luo."

Luo Wenchu ​​spread his fan, and his eyes fell on Xie Weihe: "It's just a thousand taels of gold, Luo doesn't care about it."

Xie Weihe: "Oh? The old man heard that the Lingjue faction is almost out of control recently. It must be the rumors spread by those people with sinister intentions."

"Rumors only stop at the wise. Luo hopes that, with Senior Xie, it is the wisdom of wisdom, not the wisdom of mental retardation."

Xie Weihe's body trembled, and his eyebrows turned coldly: "Master Luo, what is the self-cultivation and etiquette of your sect? Did your late master teach you to treat others like this?"

Hearing him mentioning Master, Luo Wenchu ​​had a smiley smile on his lips: "It was the junior who contradicted me, I hope you can forgive me, senior."

After finishing speaking, the voice changed, "but let me listen to the senior, senior, the temper is still so hot in old age, it hurts the liver and lungs, and it is not suitable for prolonging life, senior should put away the temper. Besides, those stepping stones inside If you don't know the inside story, how can this junior know? Thank you senior, let's open the skylight and speak honestly, and don't deal with those vain people."

In terms of seniority, Xie Weihe is older than Luo Wenchu ​​by two rounds, and Luo Wenchu ​​can call him Grandpa. In terms of status in the Jianghu, Xiehua Palace is above the Lingjue faction, no matter how you look at it, Luo Wenchu ​​never said that Shut up, he would obediently keep silent, but looking at the cold light in the corner of the man's eyes, Xie Weihe felt a little guilty.

He stroked his beard, thinking about it, and assumed the appearance of a respected senior: "Sect Master Luo speaks seriously... According to what Sect Master Luo said, we Ming people don't speak dark words, since you are not interested in the old man's golden thousand taels , then why did you come here?"

Luo Wenchu ​​pretended to sigh: "A few days ago, the younger generation took in a little apprentice who was not good enough, and he ran away when encountering troubles. He was less courageous than a squirrel. The younger generation thought, since I am here, let me, this little apprentice, have a good experience. , and gain a lot of knowledge.”

Shen Feiyu, who was almost standing on the side like a log: "???"

No, I haven't mentioned this before.

Before he could speak, Luo Wenchu ​​picked up the collar and threw him into the stone forest.

As soon as you enter the stone forest, you will know that there are other caves.

Looking at it from the outside, it was just an ordinary stone forest. Shen Feiyu originally thought that the so-called "entrance" was just a gap between stones. It looks empty, but you bump your head when you walk past it.

Shen Feiyu touched the transparent wall in front of him and covered it with his palm, so that the original appearance of the stone wall would be revealed in the shadowy place.

Is it a lighting problem?

Looking around, I can't see a single figure at all. During the short time when Master and Xie Weihe talked, those who came in earlier than him actually disappeared?

He didn't dare to go inside, he just circled in an open space, stepping on the leaves and dead branches.

"Feiyu? Why didn't you go in?" At this time, Luo Wenchu ​​came in from the entrance with a smile, the lights and shadows flickering, making his smile even slightly blurred, "Could it be possible to wait to be a teacher?"

Shen Feiyu walked over quickly: "Master, this disciple discovered something, these stones - master, father?"

The voice was abrupt.

His eyes fell on the long sword piercing his chest.

The sun is hidden, and the stone forest reveals its original appearance. A stone wall three people high cuts this place into a frame, and there are clear and straight lines. Whether it is a person who intrudes intentionally or an animal that inadvertently intrudes, all are trapped here , Dazzling, haunted, haunted by nightmares, black and white reversed, not knowing the past.

The sky was dim, but the light of the sword was snow white, like a spark falling into the long lake, and a high-pitched flame ignited on the lake surface, causing heaven and earth to shake.

After the flames subsided, the lake surface became calm again, with rippling blue waves and beautiful scenery, and the gentle breeze blew the lake surface, and the waves were vast.

The name of this sword - Luoshui.

The three-foot green sharp edge, the sword engraved with flowing cloud patterns, and a small Shen Zhuang engraving was branded on it. Shen Feiyu's eyes were burning like fire, and they began to burn with pain.

The Shen Zhuang seal and Luo Shui's name were branded together, from top to bottom, crooked by an inch, others might not know that the Shen Zhuang seal was crooked, but he did.

Because this mark was branded on him.

On the day Luoshui came out of the furnace, Shen Minglang took Shen Feiyu's hand and walked to the sword casting furnace, saying that he would make the mark.

The young Shen Feiyu tilted her head and asked, "Father, Mingyu and I will be born in one month. Mother said that Mingyu should come."

Shen Minglang coughed uncomfortably: "Come if you are called, don't talk nonsense."

"Yes."

Shen Feiyu held the soldering iron excitedly, and clenched her hands tightly, but the hand trembled because of the clenched too tightly, and the mark was crooked.

After the imprint was stamped, Shen Feiyu's high spirits suddenly faded, and she lowered her head and muttered, "I'm sorry, Dad, I didn't do well."

At that time Shen Minglang was stroking his head with a gentle smile: "Feiyu is good, it's okay, no matter who gets this sword in the future, it will be considered destined for you."

Later, Shen Feiyu found out that he was born one month earlier than Mingyu, and the day Luoshui was released from the furnace happened to be his sixth birthday, and this was Shen Minglang's birthday gift to him.This matter was known by the Shen family's mistress, so there would be another round of scolding, Shen Minglang would not dare to do such a thing again.

What Shen Minglang did that day, to Shen Feiyu, was the only tenderness in his life.

But now, his gaze moved from that mark to the face of "Luo Wenchu", staring at it firmly.

The devil in Luo Wenchu's skin said with a grin, "I can't bear to look at you like this as a teacher."

While speaking, he drew his sword.The damaged internal organs suffered a second colic, a trace of blood overflowed from Shen Feiyu's mouth, and she gritted her teeth: "You are not him."

The devil smiled earnestly: "Why not?"

Shen Feiyu closed her eyes and stopped looking at him, "Master came down the mountain with me this time, without a sword at all! Who are you!"

The scorching breath exploded in my ears, "But don't you just like the way he holds a sword? A handsome swordsman, a gentleman. If it weren't for this, 'I' would not have been born."

"You are--"

A hand poked into the chest from the wound on the back, easily found the beating heart, and squeezed it lightly.

Shen Feiyu gasped suddenly, cold sweat fell from the pain, and physiological tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

"I am your demon." The demon stuck out his tongue, licked away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, and then pecked lightly on the trembling eyelids, so gentle that it was almost cruel.

"'I' was born because of him, only to perish with you."

After Shen Feiyu entered the dense stone forest, Luo Wenchu ​​didn't want to fight with Xie Weihe, so he followed in. Stepping in from the entrance, the scenery behind him shrank into a white halo.

Luo Wenchu ​​started to walk in, but within a few steps, he bumped into a crazy swordsman head-on, Luo Wenchu ​​frowned and avoided, and found Shen Feiyu who was leaning against the stone wall in the dim light.

His little apprentice hung his head, his hands were hanging by his sides, as if in a coma.

Luo Wenchu's thoughts moved, and ghosts and monsters suddenly appeared around him, as if he was some delicious delicacy, they turned into the appearance of old people and rushed towards him. The shock caused the group of lonely and wild ghosts to howl in horror, and their souls flew away in an instant.

He withdrew from his inner demons effortlessly, came to Shen Feiyu's side, took a breath, and calmed down a little.

Looking at the little apprentice's face as pale as paper, Luo Wenchu ​​sighed in his heart as he still vividly remembered the incident of picking up elephant grass last time.

"You, what happened again this time?"

On the other side, Shen Feiyu confronted the heart demon, splitting his palms to distance the two of them. After guessing that he was his own heart demon, Shen Feiyu calmed down instead, and lowered his head again. Sure enough, the wound on his chest had healed as before.

Seeing him discovering the secret of this place, the heart demon let out a ho-ho laugh: "You reacted so quickly? But why haven't I disappeared?"

Shen Feiyu calmly said: "Because you are my demon and my delusional thoughts. The delusional thoughts cannot be extinguished, and the demons are hard to get rid of."

Demon: "Since you know, why don't you get rid of your delusions? If you don't get rid of your delusions, you will never want to leave here."

"What's there to get rid of?" Shen Feiyu stood with a sword in his hand, dressed in white snow, with a slightly cold face. At this moment, he could actually find a three-point shadow of Luo Wenchu.

"The left and the right are me. If you eliminate either side, it will be incomplete. If you lead me to be destroyed, I will walk out of here completely naked."

"There is a set of truths, but you can really do it?"

Shen Feiyu glanced at it with a smile, "If you can do it, you can see yourself."

The demon was slightly stunned, and looked down at his legs that were gradually disappearing.

This is the illusion of the combination of virtual and real formed in the cerebral cortex by the light refracted into the eyes in the stone forest array, which will show the most desired side of the heart.In terms of heart, no one is a saint, but all people have seven emotions, six desires and three thousand worries. Some people will fall into Avici Hell in front of the demons, and some people choose to cut off their desires and unbearables.

But Shen Feiyu chose to accept herself.

The heart demon suddenly broke out into a shocking laugh. After laughing, he fixed his eyes on Shen Feiyu's eyes, "Have you thought about it?"

Shen Feiyu looked at him, pursed her lips and did not answer.

"Do you know what kind of self you have to accept? You are cowardly, but eager, and you pretend to be innocent and innocent in front of your sweetheart. It's disgusting! You hide your identity just to be in that wild grass. You are looking for a place to stay on the mountain where you were born, but can you really be accommodated there? You are jealous, jealous of that half-brother..."

The inner demon was getting more and more unable to speak, because his neck was about to completely dissipate.However, Shen Feiyu stood in the same place all the time.

The inner demon shut his mouth, and before he disappeared, he transformed himself into Shen Feiyu's appearance, fighting for the last bit of time, roaring ferociously: "Shen Feiyu, one day, you and I will meet again."

Shen Feiyu's answer was to split the heart demon's head with a sword, pull a sword flower, and put the sword back into its sheath.

"Waiting for the driver."

Shen Feiyu opened his eyes, the treetops sifted through the sunlight, and what fell into his eyes were only a few jumping spots of light, which were not dazzling.There were some bumps under his body, but the frequency was comfortable. Shen Feiyu sighed lazily, turned his head, and made himself more comfortable. He moved his lips, with a hint of sleepiness, and acted like a cat: "Master..."

Luo Wenchu ​​carried people on his back, performed lightness kung fu, and leaped in the woods. Hearing the sound, half of his body collapsed, and he almost fell down with a wrong step.Shen Feiyu noticed that the undulating arc had expanded a bit, put her arms around Luo Wenchu's neck, and smiled slightly.

Luo Wenchu ​​ignored the unusual point, and lightly landed on a thick tree trunk, "Are you awake? Come down to watch a play."

Under the tree, there was an open space where four people faced each other.Shen Feiyu took a look with his head, and it turned out that it was Qu Jingzhi who met the three-person gang.

Luo Wenchu ​​never asked what happened to Shen Feiyu before he fell into a coma, but he was as immobile as a mountain. Shen Feiyu lay on his back for a while, turned over, squatted on the tree with him, and looked at the four people below.

Luo Wenchu ​​gave him a rough account of the general landform of the dense stone forest.

To put it simply, after passing through a maze, he went through a forest and arrived at the open space in the center of the stone forest formation. Luo Wen had tried it for the first time, and he could use light work to get in, but he couldn't get out. Basically, he could only circle in circles inside the formation. Succinctly: "The stones and trees here will move."

These movements are all silent. After people come in, they will block the way out or change the way secretly, so it is impossible to tell the direction from the tree rings and leaves.

While the two were whispering, the battle below also started.

It turned out to be Qu Jing's first mover.

Flying flowers twist leaves, thousands of pear trees bloom.

Taking a closer look, I realized that it was not a pear flower at all, but snow-white dots, with jagged edges around them. If anyone accidentally brushed against them, it would be a bloody scar. Qu Jingzhi didn't need to worry about these dots. Manipulation, this is not his real trick.

Qu Jingzhi stomped his feet violently, and his internal force lifted up the broken branches and leaves on the ground, enveloping the four of them. Qu Jingzhi's nimble figure shuttled freely among them, moving at will, holding flying leaves in his hands, and taking people's lives invisibly.

"It's a pity," Luo Wenchu ​​commented, "Floating hand, it still looks good when it's in the flowers."

A piece of dead branches and leaves, where can I see it?

During the battle, the white-faced scholar fell first.

He was Qu Jingzhi's first target.

The second target was Taoist Yun Rong.

As soon as Qu Jingzhi arrived in front of him, Yun Rong jumped up as if he had expected it a long time ago, his sleeves puffed out, Qu Jingzhi's alarm sounded loudly, so he stepped back for a while, and in the next second, the place where he was originally was twisted into thin strands A tornado made two holes, and looking at the irregular marks around it, it was not difficult to imagine what would happen to the viscera if this energy was driven into the body.

At this time, the swordsman with the back of the head took out the horizontal knife, stuck it on the ground, and raised the knife to draw a stone slab. The stone slab was pressed down, and the flying leaves were easily knocked off.

But at this time, the white-faced scholar who had fallen to the ground stood up like a carp, and wiped off the blood on his neck, and wiped off a thick layer of powder.

Shen Feiyu's eyes twitched.

Dare to paint his white skin all over, even thick enough to withstand a fatal blow, what kind of suffocating life-saving operation is this?

Down below, Yun Rong took out the hemostatic medicine from his sleeve, threw it to the scholar, and turned to Qu Jingzhi: "Everyone is here to capture the swordsman, why bother to beat your own, little brother, don't you think so?"

Qu Jingzhi hated people who said he was short or small the most in his life, and stuck his neck and said: "Small! My brother is not small!"

After finishing speaking, he felt that something was wrong, so he stopped talking.

Yun Rong: "Then this brother? Why do you have to make things difficult for the three of us?"

"I see that you followed Yan Linsheng secretly, you don't look like good people."

The corner of Yunrong's mouth twitched, he wanted to say that he followed Yan Linsheng just to help him find the swordsman, and beat the others away by the way. Knowing that the three of them were thugs hired by Xie Weihe, he just gave them a cold look and left by himself.

The other party remained silent for a long time, and Qu Jingzhi consciously found the other party's sore feet: "I tell you, the only one who can defeat Yan Linsheng is me, Young Master Qu, and you all have to stay behind."

"It's boring." On the tree, Luo Wenchu ​​waved his fan and said boredly, "Feiyu, let's go."

Shen Feiyu: "Master, do you want to leave him alone?"

He was referring to Qu Jingzhi.

"What's wrong with one person? I think he's fine with a pair of ten. Or, Feiyu, are you worried about him?" Luo Wenchu ​​narrowed his eyes and said, "We've never met before, why worry about him?"

Luo Wenchu ​​suddenly said meaningfully, "Yesterday you two were whispering, could it be possible that you knew each other before? I heard that Qu Jingzhi, a floating hand, is the young master of Qu Luoshu, one of the four great families in Liuzhou. You and him Acquaintance, also surnamed Shen, could it be..."

Having said that, Luo Wenchu ​​was suddenly speechless, but because of the struggle in Shen Feiyu's eyes, his heart softened and he immediately stopped talking.

Whether it is time or occasion, it is not the time to say these things.

At this moment, a thunderous sound exploded in everyone's ears, the soil was rolling and shaking, billowing smoke and dust rose into the sky, Luo Wenchu's expression changed, and he embraced Shen Feiyu, the two landed lightly, Qu Jingzhi exclaimed: " Why are you here?" The two ignored him, Luo Wenchu ​​looked in the direction of the thick smoke and frowned deeply.

"Listen to the sound, it is a thunderbolt, but its power is much greater than what I know."

And such a powerful thunderbolt is generally only used in wars. Which ordinary people in the rivers and lakes would have nothing to do and run around with gunpowder?This is something that is strictly prohibited by the government.

"Let's go and have a look."

The people in the dense stone forest came towards the explosion point at the same time, but when they gathered together, they only saw a corpse that had been blasted into charcoal. Judging by the figure, it belonged to that brazen man.

"He must have had a fight with someone."

"It's too miserable, I'm just looking for someone, why risk my life?"

There was a lot of discussion.

"Who is the murderer?"

"Whoever is not here, whoever wants to be."

Someone retorted: "There are too many people who are not here. 32 people came in, but only 16 people got here. Most of them were trapped in the demonic realm after entering the door. Besides, if the murderer goes back and mixes in with us, how can we be so cruel?" distinguish?"

"What's the difference? It's just a dead person. He can only blame his own luck. Everyone is out to make a living. Who doesn't have their head tied to the waistband of their trousers?"

In the end, this person's statement was supported by the majority of people. After all, this kind of thing happened too much, and no one can restore the scene at that time.

But at this moment, Yan Linsheng escorted a person with limited mobility and appeared in the sight of everyone. He glanced at the people present, looked at the corpse twice, and then pushed the person forward, "Swordsman, I've caught it. "