startled autumn

Lu Zheliu has been in Beijing for half a year, and he is still temporarily living in the rented dry courtyard. Although this place is named dry courtyard, it has its own universe inside: small bridges and clear streams, plum fragrance floating, and he cooks wine with green plums, waiting for visitors .

It was Zhu She who came.

Lu Zheliu nodded and said: "A few days ago, thanks to brother Zhu for helping."

Zhu She waved his hand: "But the money and the goods are equal, I am not helping you, I will help others."

Lu Zheliu was not annoyed when he heard him put aside the relationship like this, "No matter what, if brother Zhu didn't pave the way for me, how could I have entered Chipei? This thank you should be said." Then the topic changed, "However, When Brother Zhu fought with me earlier, he would have admitted defeat too quickly, if it wasn't for no one looking into it, I'm afraid there would be a clue."

Zhu She sneered: "You get what you pay for. If I try my best and lose to you, and my reputation is ruined, how can I be qualified to recommend you to join Chipei?"

Zhu She is a knight-errant who has been famous for a long time in the Jianghu. Although his martial arts are good, he is not the best. What makes him so famous is his character of loving talents. He is the best young knight-errant and leads them to various sects to practice martial arts.Lu Zheliu is the most brilliant one among Zhu She's admirers. He is a reclusive master passed down by word of mouth, and he fought Zhu She, and the two of them clicked on each other. Zhu She only admired him.

Everyone said that Zhu She has a broad mind, Lu Zheliu is a genius, and the two of them can be described as high mountains and rivers, and they get along well with each other.

It's just that no one can know that the two of them are sitting opposite each other now, their expressions are indifferent, and they don't seem to be close friends at all.

Lu Zheliu: "Brother wishing you lose a game, you get money and fame, isn't that also your wish?"

Zhu She: "I'm forty years old, and I realized that I'm an ordinary person. What I seek in this world is nothing more than wine, sex and wealth. On the contrary, Mr. Lu has great ambitions. Now that you have successfully entered Chipei, you have also met Han Bi. For such a noble person, I can only hide my achievements and fame, and hope that Mr. Lu will have a bright future." After finishing speaking, he got up and left.

But Lu Zheliu stopped him, and asked nonchalantly, "Han Bi, how does it compare to Mo Yi and Xiao Shaoling?"

Zhu She heard the words, thinking carefully that Mo Yi is the number one sect of the Sword Sect, and Xiao Shaoling is its chief disciple. He debuted at the age of 17 and became famous all over the world. It would be better to find Xiao Shaoling; it's just that Lu Zheliu, who is always used to making publicity, has a cunning mind, is not a kind person, and he is incompatible with Mo Yi.

Zhu She: "Comparing the two, each has its advantages and disadvantages."

Lu Zheliu: "I would like to hear the details."

Zhu She: "Han Bi is a profit-seeking person, and he has a profound background. He always only cares about interests in doing things, and only talks about his feelings when making friends."

Lu Zheliu: "That's true."

Zhu She: "Xiao Shaoling's eyes are never mixed with a grain of sand. With your heart, he won't look at you more than once."

Although his words were very blunt, Lu Zheliu's face was still calm, and he saw off the guests with all manners.

Until late at night, Zhu Shezhi's words were still lingering in Lu Zheliu's ears, reminding him unconsciously of the days when he had to remain anonymous, and unexpectedly learned that that person entered Mo Yi and became Xiao Shaoling The most important junior; and he tried his best, but he could only see Han Bi once.

Under the lamp, Lu Zheliu wiped his sword. This sword is called Hanluan, and its body is like snow, showing its sharpness.

"Shen Zhiqiu...you are also equipped with a sword?"

The two people's circumstances were very different, which made him angry and unbearable, and he couldn't sleep all night.

In the northern suburbs of the capital, there is Mo Yi Peak.

It had no name at first, but after all, Mo Yi, the number one sect of the Sword Sect, had been lingering on the mountain for a hundred years, so it got its name.

Mo Yi martial arts competition is very popular, except for the hidden sword pavilion and resting places, there are shadows of disciples practicing kendo, or practicing, or discussing, every day is full of enthusiasm, and the sound of golden swords colliding is constant, so Mo Yi is popular In a word: "It's better to learn from each other, and it's better to learn from each other than to learn."

The disciples most like to challenge, one is senior brother Xiao Shaoling, and the other is second senior brother Shen Zhiqiu.

Both of them are people with strong swordsmanship, but their personalities are slightly different:

Xiao Shaoling is easy to talk, as long as you want, he can change ten postures to defeat you, so that every time you are beaten, you will feel fresh; Shen Zhiqiu is straightforward by nature, can defeat you within ten moves, and will never use No.11 moves.

This day was like this again, when Shen Zhiqiu got up early in the morning, he was challenged by several juniors, and they took turns to fight for a whole round, but he couldn't get his Shadow Stepping Sword out of its sheath angrily, until he felt a little tired, Then he greeted everyone to go back and rest.

A junior brother surnamed Lin stopped him and said, "Senior Brother Shen, I have something important to tell you."

Shen Zhiqiu: "Say it in another place."

Junior Brother Lin: "There are only two of us left here, so it doesn't matter."

Shen Zhiqiu said awe-inspiringly: "The place where you practice swords, how can you chat. When you come here to compete again in the future, what if you only have today's conversation in your mind, what should you do then?"

Brother Lin was taught: "Brother Shen is right, I am narrow-minded."

It's just that the two walked around, and there were fighting sounds everywhere, and they didn't find any place where they couldn't practice swords. Finally, Junior Brother Lin suggested: "I think the roof is pretty good."

Shen Zhiqiu naturally agreed.

The two jumped up and sat down on the roof.

Junior Brother Lin: "Senior Brother Shen, do you still remember that I went home alone to visit relatives last month?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "I don't remember."

Junior Brother Lin: "..."

Seeing that he was silent, Shen Zhiqiu was afraid that he would be shocked, so he comforted him: "Visiting relatives is too intimate, it is really inconvenient for me to go with you, junior brother, don't be persistent, let's find someone else."

Junior Brother Lin gritted his teeth: "...Brother, I have already settled on a fiancée when I go home this time."

Shen Zhiqiu didn't know why he suddenly mentioned his fiancée, but it was a happy event after all, he said happily: "Relax your mind, and the joy will come from heaven."

Junior Brother Lin suddenly felt a thorn in his throat, so he had to immediately turn to the main topic: "This matter is not the point. The point is that I heard a lot of gossip and gossip along the way home.

Shen Zhiqiu: "Huh?"

Junior Brother Lin: "About Elder Brother Xiao, Xiao Shaoling."

The person Shen Zhiqiu respects the most now, besides his master, is him, Senior Brother Xiao. He couldn't help but become serious after hearing this. After losing that innocence, now there are cold stars in his eyes, which are even more astonishingly fierce.

Junior Brother Lin didn't realize it: "Brother Eldest Brother created the Hundred Flowers Snake Grass Sword with a total of 17 moves when he was 36 years old.

Shen Zhiqiu took it for granted: "Brother is a talented person, this name is not just a reputation."

Junior brother Lin went on to say: "But this time when I came home, I heard rumors spreading in the Jianghu, saying that Senior Brother's Hundred Flowers Snake Grass Sword was born out of someone else's sword technique, it was not created by myself, it was actually stolen."

Hearing this, Shen Zhiqiu tightened his hand holding Yingtajian: "Nonsense!"

Xiao Shaoling's high talent is the only thing Shen Zhiqiu has seen in his life.Shen Zhiqiu always thinks the sword skills taught by his master are clumsy, and he always just makes up for his inadequacy with diligence, but if it is replaced by Xiao Shaoling, he can learn it after watching it once, and he can even draw inferences after practicing it three times.

Not only that, Xiao Shaoling was an upright person, and it was impossible for him to steal the sword moves for himself no matter what.

Junior Brother Lin said with the same hatred: "I was as angry as Senior Brother Shen at that time. I turned the table and asked them who dared to spread rumors like this. Instead of telling people behind their backs, it is better to fight with a sword!"

Shen Zhiqiu praised: "You did the right thing."

Junior Brother Lin was discouraged and said: "It's a pity that they hesitated and hawed, and couldn't explain why, so I had no choice but to let it go."

Shen Zhiqiu asked, "Why didn't you tell senior brother directly?"

Junior Brother Lin: "Senior Brother Xiao has a very high spirit, if he finds out about this, wouldn't he want to carry his sword and kill all over the world?"

Shen Zhiqiu took it for granted: "That's indeed what a senior brother would do."

Junior Brother Lin nodded. I'm afraid the whole world will say that Xiao Shaoling has a guilty conscience and will kill him to silence him.

Shen Zhiqiu: "When the time comes, I will definitely help senior brother."

"..." Junior Brother Lin was speechless, feeling extremely sad.

Just as the two of them were talking, someone passed by on the wind, walking lightly, landed firmly behind them, and then patted the two of them on the shoulders.

Xiao Shaoling: "Is the talk over, are you free, are you fighting?"

He asked three times in a row, frightening Junior Brother Lin half his life, but Shen Zhiqiu was used to it, and his tone was very calm: "We are talking about your affairs."

Although Xiao Shaoling was older than Shen Zhiqiu, his demeanor was unrestrained, even a little uninhibited. When he spoke, he would never have imagined that his martial arts had already reached a high level: "Oh, after the talk, how about fighting?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "You can fight after the talk, but you can't fight now."

Xiao Shaoling was immediately disappointed. After thinking for a while, he looked hopefully at Junior Brother Lin beside him: "I remember you, you lost at the tenth move last time, how about it, do you want to challenge yourself?"

Junior brother Lin trembled: "Brother, let's wait for Senior Brother Shen."

Xiao Shaoling was even more disappointed, and sadly retreated to the other side of the roof, saying: "I won't bother you anymore, you guys finish talking quickly."

Seeing him like this, Junior Brother Lin was heartbroken, so he stopped him, and told the story again in detail.

Xiao Shaoling listened with relish, and asked: "When you lifted the table, how much strength did you use?"

Junior Brother Lin: "Three...three points?"

Shen Zhiqiu commented: "I see your level, three-point strength, the table can't turn outward after being lifted out."

Xiao Shaoling agreed very much: "Yes, if you don't have enough momentum, it won't be enough to deter the enemy."

Junior Brother Lin had no choice but to persuade numbly: "Brothers, don't be impulsive, this matter needs to be discussed in the long run."

At this time, Shen Zhiqiu suddenly drew his sword, the light of the sword was like an eagle hitting the sky, and the frost flickered.

"This matter is related to the way of the sword, I can't bear it."

Xiao Shaoling smiled and said, "That's right." He patted Junior Brother Lin on the shoulder again, "Thank you, next time we fight, I'll let you jump in line first."

Junior brother Lin repeatedly said no need, knowing that he couldn't persuade them, he had to leave in a hurry.

Shen Zhiqiu asked: "Brother, what do you plan to do?"

Xiao Shaoling said: "I don't know for now, it's better for you and me to fight first."

After saying that, Xiao Shaoling jumped up, and instantly pulled out the Xin Di sword from his waist. Seeing this, Shen Zhiqiu also rose up. In an instant, between the two sword lights, the shadow step sword was like a wind and thunder, and the Xin Di sword was like an ocean wave. Turn over.

When Shen Zhiqiu sparred, he was just like him, his sword was very upright, wherever he went, the wind was blowing on the flat ground, but he was impartial; Xiao Shaoling walked nimbly, his sword moved like a dragon, but his true energy was surging and unstoppable.

In the end, the waves swallowed the wind and thunder, leaving only the sonorous aftertaste.

Xiao Shaoling pointed out: "Your sword is extremely upright, which is an advantage, but sometimes you can't help but go too far, and you don't know how to adapt it. Since your move 'Liufeng Blows Snow' is wind, why don't you try turning?"

Shen Zhiqiu was taught with an open mind.

Xiao Shaoling played a hearty fight and was already in a good mood, so he called Shen Zhiqiu down the mountain: "Go, I'll take you to meet someone."

Shen Zhiqiu asked, "Who?"

Xiao Shaoling replied: "That person knows everything, I'll go to him and ask who is speaking ill of me behind my back."

Shen Zhiqiu didn't care about ordinary things on weekdays, so he didn't ask who that person was any more, but followed Xiao Shaoling obediently.

Shen Zhiqiu followed Xiao Shaoling down the mountain, walking all the way with light work, and arrived in front of a mansion like a whirlwind, and took a closer look, the word "Han Mansion" was impressively written on the plaque in front of the door.

No sooner had the two of them arrived than someone greeted them respectfully, Xiao Shaoling said, "I want to see Han Bi, I have something to ask him."

Although the steward had a respectful attitude, he was very cautious in his words, he only said please wait later, I ordered someone to come in and report.

The passer-by quickly ran back, imitating Han Bi's tone vividly: "Young Master said: My eyes hurt when I look at people in black clothes, so I can't see you."

Xiao Shaoling and Shen Zhiqiu looked down at the black shorts on their bodies, and they were also in a dilemma.