farce a ups and downs

Unfortunately, Luo Wenchu ​​failed to settle with Shen Feiyu as he wished.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that the other party seemed to be losing strength, and when he rolled his eyes, he was about to faint.

Catching Shen Feiyu's sliding body, Luo Wenchu ​​quickly checked his body, and found a small scratch on the palm of his hand.

Judging from the size of the wound, it was obviously not done by the disciples of the Devil's Cult.

Shen Feiyu's face turned red in just a few seconds, her brows were tightened, and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat.Luo Wenchu ​​reached out his hand to check his breath, and when he touched a rush of hot air, his face sank immediately.

Shen Feiyu may not recognize it, but Luo Wenchu ​​will never forget it—the "weed" that grows around the old house is a poisonous weed that originally only grew in the former site of the Demon Cult. It is called Xiangxiang, and its leaves are extremely sharp , jagged.All the toxins of Elephant Grass are concentrated on the saw-toothed leaves, so as long as a small incision is slightly scratched, the toxin will immediately enter the blood with the wound, and the poisoned person will definitely have an attack within an hour. will speed up.

Shen Feiyu's previous fight intensified the poison.

The poisoned person had a high fever for the first three days, and after three days he felt cold all over his body. At the same time, he was accompanied by countless nightmares. People's minds were trapped in illusions, fighting endlessly against what they feared most. If he loses in the battle, that person cannot be saved, or if the body of the poisoned person is so weak that he cannot withstand the high fever and severe cold, he will also be in danger of dying.

In short, time cannot be lost.

Luo Wenchu ​​picked him up and found an inn in Yancheng to house Shen Feiyu. At the same time, he took medicines for reducing fever and warming up his body, and ordered the shop's waiter to decoct the medicine, while he returned to the old house in the northern suburbs and set fire to it. A piece of poisonous weed.

The flames reflected in the irises, as if showing the disaster ten years ago.

That night, the wedding candles became the main culprit for lighting the curtains, the red wedding dress was rubbed into the mud, licked by the tongue of manic fire, and there was not a thread left.

Figures running around in the fire, blood splattering, the sound of fighting, and calls for help from fellow students——

"Senior brother, save me!"

"Help! Brother Feng is crazy, Feng Yunqin is crazy! Where is senior brother? Where is senior brother? Senior brother, help us..."

Under the cover of poisonous fire and fresh blood, Luo Wenchu's eyes were only blood red. Someone rubbed his clothes at this moment, but it was He Zhixiao whose limbs and meridians were broken and could only prostrate on the ground.

Luo Wenchu ​​quickly took him into his arms.

He Zhixiao leaned on his shoulder, with red eyes, crying blood: "Brother, Feiping Mountain is gone! Ling Jue faction is gone!"

Those voices penetrated ten years, haunting Luo Wenchu ​​tightly like evil spirits.

Half an hour later, the flames faded away, and Luo Wenchu ​​closed his eyes heavily.

In the end, those fellow disciples who howled with evil spirits and died in vain all dispersed under the fire that gradually subsided.

When the last spark of fire disappeared without a trace, Luo Wenchu ​​stopped staying and turned to leave.

Inside the inn, Shen Feiyu was stuck in the bed and couldn't stop thumping, using both hands and feet, kicking off the thin quilt, and groping to open the skirt of the clothes. A lot of sweat soaked the underwear, and even the sheets under her body became muddy.

When Luo Wen first went back, he saw such a restless Shen Feiyu, and couldn't help sighing: "I really don't know if I owe you, you little bastard."

He ordered someone to pour a basin of cold water, peel Shen Feiyu clean and throw it into the water.The cold water effectively relieved the body's dryness and heat. Sure enough, Shen Feiyu stopped making noise and fell into a deep sleep.

At night, Luo Wenchu ​​fed him the antipyretic medicine, and then lay down on another bed in the room.

In the darkness, Luo Wenchu ​​opened his eyes, not feeling sleepy.

Three days passed, and early summer outside came, and the summer wind was scorching hot, as if a slightly warm hand brushed his cheek, but for the unconscious Shen Feiyu, it was the approaching winter.

He trekked for several days in the heavy snow, but couldn't find the exit. He was exhausted physically and mentally. He squatted on the snow to take a rest. He was the only one in the huge ice and snow world. The huge loneliness and cold almost destroyed him. With his mind, he tried to shrink himself into a small ball as he did when he was a child, sobbing softly.

"Hiss, why are you still crying?" Luo Wenchu ​​had nothing to do with the tearful Shen Feiyu.Contrary to three days ago, at this time Shen Feiyu was so cold that he shrank into the quilt, his lips were purple, and he was sweating profusely. He wrapped his arms around his body tremblingly, and wept in the middle of the mattress, whimpering like a small animal from time to time. , Hearing that, people's hearts were pulled up.

At this time, Shen Feiyu groaned and started biting her own arm.

Whenever a person cries so that his heart hurts, he will involuntarily start to hurt his body to relieve the burden on his heart.Luo Wenchu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took off his coat with his hands, and went to bed in only his single clothes, and gently hugged Shen Feiyu who was covered in cold.

It was as if a ball of ice was being hugged in his arms, and within a short while, Luo Wenchu's lips were extremely pale from the cold.

He raised his hand, patted Shen Feiyu's back skillfully, and hummed an out-of-tune ballad: "There is a young man in the east, whose nickname is Goudaner, who caused Master Wang at the entrance of the village to break a leg. Goudaner His mother scolded the dog, you are really unlucky."

"There's a...huh in the east?"

Humming and humming, the man in his arms no longer hurt himself, but instead bit his chest, the sharp teeth were separated by the fabric, which made Luo Wenchu's face change several times.

"Hiss—little bastard, what about breastfeeding?" Luo Wenchu ​​slapped Shen Feiyu's face so that he could let go of the pain, his fair face was flushed red, and only his delicate eyebrows were wrinkled, woo woo After a few sounds, he bit his mouth even harder.Luo Wenchu ​​didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking that I was both a father and a mother here, and my parents might scold him when they saw this.

She usually looks so serious and cute that she is easy to bully a little disciple, why did Meng Lang get up after being poisoned?

Luo Wenchu ​​twisted Shen Feiyu's flushed face, and pulled the quilt over Shen Feiyu's head. From his angle, he could only see the frowning eyebrows and slightly trembling eyelashes of the person in his arms.

The illusion created by the poisonous elephant grass is not pleasant, but at this moment, we can only hope that Shen Feiyu can carry it through by himself.

In the dream, Shen Feiyu walked alone for a long time, the footprints behind her were covered by wind and snow not long after, the panting leaked from her lips turned into white mist, and was blown away by the wind immediately when she left her lips, Shen Feiyu rubbed her hands to keep warm, retracted her gaze, and continued Move forward.

Here, the concept of time has become extremely blurred. I don't know whether it will be an hour or two hours later. A magnificent house appears in front of Shen Feiyu. There are two lifelike stone lions standing beside the stone steps outside the door. : Shen Zhuang.

Shen Feiyu put these two words on the tip of his tongue and said silently twice, showing a bleak smile, then his eyes went dark, and he passed out on the stone steps.

When she woke up, Shen Feiyu was surprised to find that her body had changed, her hands and feet were more than one size smaller, her small palms were white and rosy, and there were no thin calluses from sword practice.He crawled to the front of the bronze mirror and wiped away the white mist.

The next moment, the six or seven-year-old child in the mirror showed surprise, and stood motionless in front of the scene.

"Young master is awake?" The maidservant Hong Ying came in with a basin of hot water, "Hurry up and wipe your face, the sword-questioning meeting will start soon, didn't the young master want to go and have a look?"

Shen Feiyu, who had returned to childhood, answered vaguely, her voice was soft and glutinous, Hongying couldn't help pinching his face, and after going out for a while, she brought breakfast again, it was his favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and it was golden autumn The sweet-scented osmanthus was in bloom, and the crispy fragrance of the pastry mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers outside the door, but Shen Feiyu felt that the taste was very boring, and he couldn't eat it after eating two.

Qingyue birdsong could be heard outside, and his gaze was involuntarily drawn to the scenery outside the window.

It was a rare sunny autumn day with no wind or snow.

The bird with colorful tail feathers flew over the pavilions, stopped on the nine-curved corridor, tilted its head, and stared at the wind chimes hanging under the eaves of Shen Feiyu's house with two mung bean-sized eyes.

The autumn wind passes, and the wind chimes jingle and jingle.

"Master, it's time to go. The master, wife and young master should all be here."

Shen Feiyu looked away: "Let's go."

The Shen family started out by making swords, and now all the magic soldiers who can be ranked in the Jianghu are from Shenzhuang.In addition to doing business with Jianghu people, the Shen family has also dealt with people from the government in the past 20 years. Every year, it will pay a batch of high-quality weapons to the court. It has developed to the present. It can be said that the Shen family is the only one in Liuzhou City that has both authority and quality. No one in the rivers and lakes can shake its status.

It may not be intuitive to say that the family is big and the business is big. To be more specific-the area of ​​Shenzhuang alone accounts for one-third of the entire Liuzhou city. It is surrounded by rivers and mountains, and the scenery is unique.

Since a hundred years ago, the Sword Asking Conference has been held by the Shen family, and only Jianghu sects who have received invitations from the Shen family can participate in the conference.

Before the start of the conference, Shenzhuang will be open to the outside world. Until the end of the conference, anyone who wants to watch the game can pay the village fee to enter the village. refuse.All kinds of emergency measures are available in the village, even if some bad guys sneak into the village, they have to weigh three points in a place where experts from all sides gather.

The venue of the meeting is set in a flat and wide place in the village, with a high platform and a drum beating. The bronze statues of the God of War are several feet high on the four corners of the platform, all holding sharp weapons and eyes like copper bells. Contests of martial arts and swords must be fair, just and open.

The sound of the drums spread from dots to planes, and the torrential sound was endless. Shen Feiyu came to the high platform and looked up at the ring from bottom to top.

This is his first time in this place.

"Whose little doll is here to join in the fun?" The voice hit the ears like a breeze, causing ripples.Shen Feiyu looked back, and behind him stood a young man dressed as a swordsman, with white clothes and black hair, his skin was as bright as the moon, as bright as snow.Seeing Shen Feiyu looking over, she grinned at him, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of aggressive spirits, "Oh, the little doll is so beautiful, let my brother pinch his face."

As he said that, he was about to reach out to grab Shen Feiyu's face, Hong Ying at the side quickly shielded Shen Feiyu behind him, and shouted: "I don't know if this young man is a test taker, what sect and sect do he come from, why doesn't he walk with the teacher? When you come to Shenzhuang, you must abide by the rules of my Shenzhuang, and don't bring the habits of the Jianghu into Shenzhuang."

"Hey, why is this girl so aggressive when she was born with a beautiful face?"

Just as Hongying was about to speak, the figure in front of him flashed and disappeared.

The person who can take care of Shen Feiyu's diet and daily life is not a simple little girl. She has practiced martial arts and has neat legs and feet, but the disappearance of that person out of thin air is really unexpected.

After a while, a frivolous laughter came from his ears.

Hong Ying sensed something had been inserted into her hair.

Being approached so easily proves that this person's martial arts are far superior to hers.

"This flower complements you." He said, the fragrance of lilies flooded into his nostrils instantly.

Hongying was slightly taken aback.

In the next second, she turned around in embarrassment, and slashed with her palm, only to see that the opponent's figure was flexible, he was moving and dodging as if he was playing, his sleeves were full of wind, and there was a sound of hunting.

"Why are you angry? Too much anger hurts your body."

"Shameless!" Hong Ying said angrily, "Why are you so frivolous!"

The man smiled: "You say I'm shameless, so what if I'm a little more frivolous?"

"you--!"

What did Hongying want to say, a figure flew from the side, stepped on the back of the shameless young man, and stomped him into the ground with a touch.

Hongying suddenly became vigilant.

One is enough for her, but another pair?

Whoever wanted to come gave her an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't have a leash when I went out, so I told him to run out. If I disturbed this girl and the young master, I would like to say sorry for him."

"Feng Yunqin! Get up for me!"

The young man propped himself on the ground with one hand, drew his sword with the other and stabbed the person on his back with his backhand.

The young man named Feng Yunqin turned over and stood still, expressionless said: "Eldest senior brother, master asked me to come out to find you, and told me to tell you not to cause trouble."

Luo Wenchu ​​brushed off the dust and clicked his tongue: "Am I so worrying?"

Feng Yunqin: "Yes."

Luo Wenchu: "... Tsk."

A man and a woman shouted not far away, Feng Yunqin looked back: "Senior Brother He and Junior Sister Qi have also come to look for you."

"It's true that Bajie is looking for me, maybe junior sister is here to look for me?" Luo Wenchu ​​teased, rubbing Feng Yunqin with his shoulder.

Feng Yunqin blushed at what he said, and pushed him: "You are a senior brother, you need to be careful with your words in front of outsiders, and don't insult the image of the teacher."

"Yes Yes Yes."

While the two were talking, the two came over, and the young man smashed Luo Wenchu's forehead, "How many times did Master tell you not to run around or tease others before leaving the house? Are you ignoring it?" Why do you have mud all over your face? Look at how you look like a big brother now..."

The young man chattered endlessly, while the young girl came to Feng Yunqin's side and looked up at Feng Yunqin. The two looked at each other with affection in their eyes. When the young man caught a glimpse of this scene by accident, his voice paused.

In the end, the boy and Feng Yunqin pressed Luo Wenchu's head together, forcing him to apologize to Hongying, and the matter was over.

After the four of them left, Hongying immediately warned Shen Feiyu: "Master, remember to stay away from that person in the future, that kind of person is the most troublesome."

As for where the trouble is, it will soon become apparent.

The number of participants in the sword-questioning conference depends on the number of invitations issued by Master Shen, so as to arrange the schedule, and the number of participants in this session of the sword-questioning conference is much higher than the previous ones. In the martial arts world, under heavy pressure, talents emerge in large numbers. This time, the conference will be held for seven full days.

After the initial test in the first two days, it took another three days of retesting to determine the four outstanding players. These four people will win or lose in the next two days. After the final test on the sixth day, the winner, that is, Luo Wenchu ​​used the iron sword in his hand to write nine large characters on the front of the God of War statue in the southwest corner——

As a martial arts master, I am enough alone.

When this statement came out, the whole audience was shocked.

There are people who call him a madman who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and there are also people who praise him for his free and unruly youthful spirit. There are mixed opinions.

This matter quickly spread from the audience, and even made it to the front page of Feihualou, and the popularity remained high.

It is said that no matter how Master Shen repaired the statue of the God of War, these nine characters were always engraved on it.

That night, Shen Feiyu came to the banquet with a shaky heart.This is an unwritten rule, the winners of the last two matches will be invited to the Shen family's banquet to show the sincerity of the Shen family's friendship with them.

However, for tonight's banquet, Luo Wenchu ​​didn't come. The man who came was going to fight Luo Wenchu ​​the next day, and he looked uneasy. Shen Feiyu noticed his trembling legs before sitting down.

The hostess of the Shen family gave Shen Feiyu a cold look, "Isn't it too inappropriate to keep the guests waiting for such a long time?"

Master Shen, Shen Feiyu's father Shen Minglang said: "Don't say such spoiling things at this time, come and serve the food."

The Shen family's mother snorted: "But the children I teach are not like this."

Shen Mingyu, who was sitting next to Shen Feiyu, raised her eyebrows at him triumphantly.

In the past, Shen Feiyu didn't know why the mother's attitude towards the two brothers was so different when they were both born to the same mother. Later, he knew, but he would rather not know.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." Shen Feiyu understood that the reason Shen's mother spoke at this time was to make him make a fool of himself in public, so as to refute Shen Minglang's face.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, the face of the Shen family's mistress was slightly pale, and she kindly picked up a chopstick dish for Shen Minglang, and immediately blocked Shen Minglang's words.

Shen Minglang's eyes wandered between his wife and son, and finally said nothing, and started to fight with the guest.

When asked whether he was sure of defeating Luo Wenchu ​​tomorrow, the man trembled and said sternly: "Master Shen, it's not that we are narrow-minded, but that Luo Wenchu ​​is too arrogant and doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. There are martial arts seniors participating in the conference, how can he be allowed to be presumptuous?"

The bronze body of the God of War statue was damaged, and Shen Minglang was also full of anger at Luo Wenchu, but he had to suppress his anger and calmly said: "This statement is wrong, if he really has the ability to shout, let him go Yes, you don't need to be angry. I saw the young hero compete today, the sword is amazing, and he is fighting steadily. It is not difficult to think that he will win the first place tomorrow."

"Where is it, the owner should stop joking."

"This is a joke, Shen really thinks so."

The two of you came and went, Shen Mingyu listened very bored, glanced at Shen Feiyu to the right, suddenly became playful, and asked like a little adult: "Shen Feiyu, why don't you tell me where you went today, how did you come here?" I came a quarter of an hour late, I found something interesting to share with you, but you never came."

"Nowhere."

Shen Mingyu wrinkled her nose when she heard the words: "You even want to hide it from me?"

Hong Ying at the side reminded: "Young master, the young master was obsessed with reading today, so he came late."

"Is it for you to speak here?" Shen Mingyu said loudly, "A servant, have you been told to speak?"

Shen Minglang on the main seat frowned and said softly: "Mingyu, shut up, don't be presumptuous."

At this moment, the Shen family's mistress at the side spoke leisurely: "If it wasn't for my son, I wouldn't know how a servant got there at the master's banquet, and who is presumptuous?"

Shen Feiyu's throat moved slightly.She clearly saw it, but at that time there was already a reason for the attack, so there was no reason to hold Hongying again. Everyone in Shen Zhuang knew that Hongying was a maid specially selected by Shen Minglang for Shen Feiyu, not only to take care of his food Taking care of his daily life and taking into account his safety, he is not an ordinary servant in terms of status.

Naihe followed the wrong master.

"It's my fault, if mother wants to punish, then punish me."

The Shen family's mistress gouged him out bitterly, as if she was stung by the word "mother". Before Shen Minglang could say anything, she raised her sleeves: "In that case, come, come and take the young master to the confinement room. We will meet with you tonight." Tomorrow morning, don't give him food."

When two servants came in, Shen Feiyu got up and said calmly, "I'll go by myself."

From the beginning to the end, the owner of Shen Zhuang, who was on the bright side, couldn't say a word of no.

The confinement room is a small room with nothing in it, dark, damp and cold, with only one wooden window through which the scattered moonlight casts onto the other wall.When dark clouds come, moonlight becomes a long-awaited luxury.

Only darkness follows forever.

Shen Feiyu huddled in the corner of the wall with her knees hugged, her whole body was filled with coldness.

In order to divert his attention, Shen Feiyu forced himself to count the panes. At this moment, the door was opened a small crack, and a candle flame jumped in along the crack of the door. Shen Feiyu's gaze was attracted almost immediately.

By the door, Shen Mingyu poked his head in and said, "Hello."

Shen Feiyu remained silent.

Shen Mingyu wrinkled her small face, and said fiercely: "Hey, are you dead? I should say something to you."

"What are you doing here?"

"So you're not dead," Shen Mingyu pouted, and threw something following Shen Feiyu's voice, "Here, your maid begged me to bring it for you, otherwise I wouldn't come. Hey, let's go."

Shen Feiyu glanced at the round ball rolled to his feet, picked it up and opened it, it was a warm meat bun.

He said softly, "Thank you."

Hearing this, Shen Mingyu seemed to have been stepped on by someone: "Bah bah bah! Who wants you to say thank you, it's so disgusting."

Shen Feiyu curled her lips into a smile.

His younger brother has a good and bad personality, he is used to being domineering, and he is also born arrogant. After he bullied him, he realized something was wrong after a while, and came awkwardly to ask for forgiveness.

But after tonight, everything will be different.

Shen Mingyu took two steps, but didn't hear the sound, and then backed away: "If you beg me, it's not that I can't stay."

"Why are you staying?" Shen Feiyu asked knowingly.

"Of course I'm with you. Aren't you most afraid of the dark?"

Before the age of three, the two brothers always slept together, but one day after the age of three, the Shen family's mistress refused to let Shen Mingyu sleep with his elder brother, and from time to time found a reason to put him in confinement. My child had a deep-seated fear of the dark, and when Shen Mingyu knew about it, she would always come to talk to Shen Feiyu when Shen Feiyu was in confinement.

Just as a smile appeared on Shen Feiyu's lips, the voice of Shen's mother suddenly came from outside the door: "Mingyu? Why are you here?"

"Mother." Shen Mingyu stepped back awkwardly, just pressing the door.

The light that Shen Feiyu was watching suddenly disappeared, and the confinement room returned to darkness.

Outside the door, Shen Mingyu never expected that mother would come to the confinement room at this time, and said a word timidly, "I'll come and see the eldest brother, let's go now..."

"Brother?" The Shen family's mother's tone was extremely mocking, "Mingyu, listen carefully, he is not your big brother at all."

"Mother, what do you mean by these words?" These words had the same impact on the two six-year-old children. Shen Feiyu clenched her lips and said nothing. Shen Mingyu outside was so surprised that her voice was a little thinner, " Mother, talk to me! How could the elder brother not be..."

"Mingyu, now that things have come to an end, mother will tell you, and tell that bastard inside to listen carefully," Shen's mother took a deep breath, and said slowly, "Three years ago, the midwife suddenly came and told me One thing, it turned out that the one I gave birth to was not a twin at all. He——Shen Feiyu, was a bastard left by your father. After the crazy woman gave birth to him, her body couldn't bear it. On the day I gave birth, she hugged me. When that bastard was found, I really didn’t know whether to say your father was affectionate or unfeeling. He took that bastard in and told everyone in the delivery room that I gave birth to a pair of twins, but what are the similarities between the two of you? Ha, he is Shen Minglang, the civet cat is the crown prince...Mingyu, now you know why, right?"

"He, Shen Feiyu, is just a wild bastard of unknown origin. How dare you call him big brother? Don't laugh, you are the orthodox heir of the Shen family. What is he? Even Shen Minglang is just a married man Mingyu, you have to remember, you don’t have any big brothers, your mother and I only have a son like you, and you will inherit the Shen family in the future, not Shen Feiyu, a bastard!"