Vendetta

Yishan Killing Valley——

Carrying a knife often walks in the underworld, and no one is left in front of the king of Hades.

After a few days of eating and sleeping in the open, the four of them finally came to Mount Yi.

Mount Yi got its name because of its high mountain and steep terrain. The ancients said that only those with wings can reach it.

That is to say, birds can go, but people cannot, even birds with wings can.

In fact, Mount Yi is only a little more difficult to climb than other mountains, and it is not so difficult to climb to the blue sky. It is easier to walk than the Shu Road.

On the mountain there are jagged rocks and sparse vegetation. There is an extremely deep and dangerous canyon named "Murder Valley". It is quite famous in the Jianghu. He is good at assassination, and Gu Zhu is the best among them. He is ruthless and ruthless. People in the world call him "Knife of Killing" - Xue Chengyu.

Qiu Yi looked at the unfathomable bottom of the cliff and asked, "How do we go down?"

Fu Ling said: "Naturally, it will fly down with light kung fu."

The crow croaked hoarsely, circling on the cliff, very gloomy.

Qiu Yi glanced at the bottom of the cliff again, and said sadly: "I never expected to break up here."

Wang Youqian: "Actually, yes, pass the greeting card."

Zhang Facai beckoned, and the crows circling in the canyon flew up and landed on his hands.

Fu Ling asked, "Can I have a pen and paper?"

All three of them shook their heads, they were all carrying knives and swords to travel around the rivers and lakes, and they were not literati traveling in the mountains and rivers, what did they bring paper and pens with them?Write a travelogue?

"You are rich, your clothes have a lot of light-colored fabric, give me a piece." Fu Ling pulled a piece of fabric from Wang Youqian's body, bit her finger and quickly wrote a line of blood on it:

Ranger Fuling, Qiu Yi, Zhang Facai, and Wang Youqian paid a visit to Xue Guzhu.

Shake it after writing, and when the handwriting is dry, tie it on the crow's leg.

The crow fluttered its wings and flew deep into the canyon.

Killing Valley.

Ding Huai came in from the outside of the hall. Everyone in the hall was dressed in black, but he was the only one in white, holding a folding fan. His facial features were handsome, he didn't look like a killer, but a romantic scholar, but no one in the hall dared to despise him. .

The fan bone of the folding fan in his hand is made of giant clam (sounds the same as "chequ"), the "king of shells". It is as white as jade and as hard as stone. Killing people invisible is sometimes more frightening than bright swords.

Therefore, Ding Huai was called "Poison Fan Scholar" by people in the Jianghu.

Ding Huai handed the cloth in his hand to the seated person, and then stepped aside respectfully.

A man in the seat was wearing a black cloak and a long knife with a black sheath on his waist, dark night, with drooping eyes and a hooked nose, looking gloomy.

This person is the owner of the Killing Valley——Xue Chengyu, the killing knife.

Xue Chengyu opened the cloth, and a surge of internal force came oncoming, majestic.

The handwriting is extremely chaotic, and can only be read and understood, but under the bloody color, it is extremely ostentatious.

This is a quiet display of strength.

Xue Chengyu casually threw the cloth on the brazier beside him and burned it, and said to Ding Huai, "Take them down."

The four of them waited in the canyon for a while, and saw a young man in white appearing on the edge of the cliff, coming from a distance with a fan, and the wind on the canyon made his sleeves fly.

I saw him clasping his hands and saying: "Ding Huai, under the order of the owner of the valley, I will take four heroes to the Valley of Killing."

Fu Ling looked at the scholar-like person in front of him, with a pair of red phoenix eyes, and when he smiled, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, which made Fu Ling feel a little familiar, so Fu Ling took off his mask and said, "Thank you."

Only then did Ding Huai look at Fu Ling carefully, and he couldn't help but be surprised. Fu Ling was dressed in black with silver thread embroidered patterns on it. He was tall and straight but somewhat slender. His long black hair was tied up with a silver belt, which made his skin fairer. , with a face like a crown of jade, and a big sword with a black sheath behind him looks simple, but the sword's aura is compelling, which adds a bit of evil spirit to him, but a pair of willow-leaf eyes are very attractive when you look at it, this kind of temperament is not the same in the same person It seems contradictory.

But no matter what, with such strong inner strength, this is actually a young man!

"Fu Shaoxia is really a hero out of a boy." Ding Huai led the four of them to a secluded cliff mouth, where an iron cage hung by iron chains was hidden.

"Hero Ding is the same." As soon as Ding Huai appeared just now, Zhang Facai introduced him in a low voice in Fuling's ear.

"This thing is called a wind ladder, and you can use it to reach the bottom of the valley." Ding Huai opened the iron gate, stretched his hand in, and said, "Please."

There was a bit of hesitation in the eyes of Qiu Yi and the three of them, but Fu Ling walked in first without any hesitation. The three of them saw him go in, so they no longer hesitated, and followed in. Ding Huai walked in last and closed the iron gate.

The wind ladder descended slowly, and the wind blew people's sleeves flying. Ding Huai asked, "Are any of you afraid of heights?"

Fu Ling's lightness kungfu is very good, and he was not afraid of climbing mountains and jumping from rooftops with Taoist Master Fugui, and he planned to continue practicing kungfu by himself.

Zhang Facai and Wang Youqian were still calm, but Qiu Yi turned pale.

Ding Huai said: "If you are afraid of heights, you need to overcome it earlier."

When you get down from the wind ladder, you can see a black building, pavilions, houses and towers, both the roof and the walls are black, which makes people feel extremely depressing.

Ding Huai led them to the largest building and asked, "Can you guys guess why they are all black?"

Fu Ling said: "The black is stained with blood and can't be seen, so it's easy to clean."

Ding Huai nodded: "That's right."

Arriving at the "Hall of Murder", the hall was lit, but the light was still very dim, and there were dark crowds standing on both sides, including all kinds of weapons, men, women and children, looking at the four of them with no expression on their faces.

"Master Gu, people have already arrived." Ding Huai cupped his hands and stood back behind Xue Chengyu.

Fuling and the others said: "I have seen Guzhu Xue."

Xue Chengyu called out a name.

Then a man in the crowd came straight to Fuling with a sword.

Zhang Facai recognized this person: "It's Scar Wolf——Yang Sui!"

Fu Ling pulled out her saber, and said to the three people behind her at the same time: "Stand back!"

There was a scar on the man's face, and every move he made with the sword was a killer move. Fu Ling saw that this man wanted his life, so he didn't show any mercy, he chopped the sword sideways, and turned around with the knife.

The thick internal force was condensed on the blade of Longya, and with the murderous aura soaring to the sky, Yang Sui's sword broke in two, and blood sprayed on the hall.

Everyone in the hall put away the contempt in their eyes, and began to look at Fu Ling again.

Xue Chengyu said: "It seems that you don't like seeing him very much."

"He's ugly, and it hurts my eyes," Fu Ling said as she glanced coldly at the people around her, "And I feel that it's a disadvantage to be stared at by such an ugly person."

Xue Chengyu said: "The others go down first."

Soon there were only Xue Chengyu and Fuling left in the hall.

Xue Chengyu sat in the hall and asked, "What do you want?"

Poria: ""Three No Swordsmanship"."

Xue Chengyu nodded, glanced quickly at the Longya knife behind Fuling, and said: "You have been an assassin in Yishan for three years, and I will give it to you when the three years are over."

Fu Ling bargained: "Two years."

Xue Chengyu glanced at him and nodded, "Deal."

Xue Chengyu asked the other three people: "Since you follow Fuling, you are also considered as Yishan killers. I don't treat my own people badly. What do you want?"

Qiu Yi said: "I want a pair of good knives."

Zhang Facai and Wang Youqian said in unison: "We want money."

It's not difficult, Xue Chengyu agreed.

Fu Ling said: "It's better to honor their promises first, and give them some sweetness, and I won't be able to escape even if they are left or right."

Zhang Facai felt that his boss was really talented and daring, and he was not afraid at all, he dared to bargain with the murder knife, and just wanted to persuade him, but Xue Chengyu also nodded.

When the four of them left the murder hall, when Ding Huai took them to their residence, Zhang Facai was in a daze. Xue Chengyu, the murderer, was so easy to talk to?

Fu Ling said: "What's so strange about this, my request is not too much."

Ding Huai led them into a yard. There were five wing rooms in the yard, also made of black bricks and tiles. There was also an old crooked tree planted with coiled roots and scattered leaves hanging on the branches. It's not dead, but it doesn't feel like alive.

Ding Huai cupped his hands and said: "This is where you will live from now on, everyone, have a good rest, I have something else to do, so I won't bother you anymore."

After speaking, he went out from the yard.

Fu Ling watched him go out, and said, "This Ding Huai really looks like a scholar."

Zhang Facai said: "I heard that he was indeed a Confucian student. After being frustrated in the officialdom, he worshiped a master, and then he joined Mount Yi for some reason."

Qiu Yi was playing with Xinde's two knives, when he heard the words, he asked, "Then who is his master?"

"I don't know about that either," Zhang Facai shook his head, "Ding Huai became famous within two years after he entered Mount Yi, so we know that his master should also be a powerful person."

Qiu Yi said: "Scholars are meandering and thinking deeply, so it's not easy to fool that person at first sight."

"Then stop fooling him." Fu Ling swaggered around in the yard. He has never had high requirements for food and accommodation, so it would be nice if it could be better, and it's okay if it's worse.

The four of them picked a room each, but fortunately, the room had all the daily necessities, tables, benches, and daily necessities. There was a hall in front of the wing room, and a kitchen in the back.

Fu Ling even found a few radishes, and each of them shared one and gnawed.

Qiu Yi looked around, found a chair, wiped it with his hands, and there was not much dust: "Should someone have lived here before?"

"The killer comes and goes, and he won't come back someday." Fu Ling doesn't like to sit on chairs. He sat on the table with his buttocks crossed, and his youthful air could not be concealed: "But let's come, unless the roof is covered. If it collapses, others will have no chance to live in it again!"

Zhang Facai ate a radish and found a rag, while Wang Youqian fetched half a basin of water from the well outside the yard. The two of them took out the gold and silver they had just obtained from Xue Chengyu, and wiped them carefully. Wrap it in a cloth.

Fu Ling thought to herself, these two people knew they had to wash the silver with water, why didn't they just wash the radish they ate?

After nibbling the radish in her hand, Fu Ling said, "The past few days have been too poor, and I didn't finish my last meal. I really feel sorry for you two."

Wang Youqian said: "No, no, no, no..."

Zhang Facai shook his head and said with a smile: "No, we are not the kind of people who are greedy for wealth and honor. I have known Youqian since we were young. When a famine caused our family to be ruined, we fled together together, penniless and desperate. I joined a gangster club in a muddleheaded way, stole people who shouldn't be stolen, and only got my life back when I met the leader of the Qiu gang. I was afraid of poverty, and I was safe when I had money."

Wang Youqian nodded, and wanted to say: "Ah, actually..."

Zhang Facai knew what he wanted to say, patted him on the shoulder and spoke for him: "Actually, you were not so fat when you were rich. During the famine that year, you ate tree bark and plucked grass roots all the way. Later, you couldn't keep your mouth shut. .”

Fear of hunger and fear of poverty, even though I have endured it, it has been engraved in my bones, and it has become an obsession, and I will never forget it.

The four of them spent a leisurely day in the yard, cleaned up all the food left in the kitchen, and gathered together at night to discuss what to eat tomorrow in the mountains and valleys. Before discussing why, Ding Huai coming.

They thought he was here to deliver food, and welcomed him in politely. After finding that he had nothing but the fan in his hand, no one poured him tea. Ding Huai seemed unaware of their disappointment. , his pair of red phoenix eyes are slightly raised, still with a three-point smile.

"This is the person you want to kill." Ding Huai took out a piece of flower paper, which is unique to the Killing Valley. It uses the unique vegetation of Mount Yi as raw material, and there is a special fragrance on the paper.

Open the flower paper, and there is a line of red letters on it: Cao Yuru, the empress of the earth.

"Three killers have already been killed," Ding Huai said, "The hero is sad for the beauty pass."

Fu Ling asked, "Why did you kill her?"

A flash of hatred quickly flashed in Ding Huai's eyes, he opened the folding fan in his hand and fanned it, his face remained as usual: "The killer takes money to do things, he doesn't distinguish between good and evil, and doesn't ask why."

Fu Ling asked again: "Why do you think I can kill her?"

Ding Huai smiled and said, "You are more beautiful than her."

Poria: "..."

Qiu Yi couldn't help interjecting: "Then why don't you send a woman there?"

"There are not many women among the Yishan killers, so sending a woman to kill a woman is too wasteful," Ding Huai said, "She has a reputation in the Jianghu, so how can she be an idler?"

Fu Ling asked, "You can't kill her either?"

Ding Huai smiled and said, "I will go with you."

Spring House——

In the Spring Breeze Building, the spring breeze is spent, and it is also romantic to be a ghost under the flowers.

Ding Huai said it before he came. : "Cao Yuru recognizes me, I can only hide in the dark."

Fuling still wore a mask, and asked Zhang Facai and Wang Youqian to change into more expensive clothes. Sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses. They used to be like a fortune-telling liar and a pig butcher, but now they look more decent. Although the quack spirit is still there, there is a bit more of the dandyism of people who are stupid and have a lot of money.

Chunfenglou took everyone's business, and it didn't seem strange for them to have sabers.

The four swaggered into this well-known...brothel in the rivers and lakes.

Fu Ling turned her head and frowned: "What are you shaking?"

"I'm not shaking, I'm excited..." Qiu Yi carried a pair of newly acquired swords on his back, one called "Niu Tou" and the other "Horse Face".

Fu Ling: "Don't pull me, you are shaking so much that I want to pee."

The Chunfeng Building has two floors, and its structure is like an ordinary inn, but the content is much richer. On the first floor, there are delicacies of fruits, singing and dancing, beauties, fat, swallows and thin, all types are available. Wearing light gauze and carrying fine wine, the lotus steps lightly move, and the sound of laughter echoes in the In the gorgeously furnished lobby, accompanied by the copper bells hanging on the beams, there is really a kind of fascination.

Fu Ling asked Qiu Yi who was pulling him, "Why didn't you tremble when you came in?"

Qiu Yi looked around, with a bit of disappointment in his tone: "I don't know if I've seen you too much, but I think the girls here look just like that."

"Guest officer, what are you doing standing there? Come in!" Three or four girls came up to them and pulled them in to sit down.

The girls who welcome guests on the first floor are the hardest, and they are not very good-looking, because good-looking ones are not so cheap, and the girls in the private rooms on the second floor are the most beautiful.

The one in red should be the consul. Seeing that Fuling and the others were indifferent, and dressed as if they were from a family background, a different group of girls went up again.

The woman in white is the most beautiful. She can see at a glance that Fu Ling is the leader. She is carrying a black sheathed sword and has an extraordinary bearing. Wearing a mask, she still can't hide her youthful air.

So she calmed down, looked like a confidante whom I still pitied, and asked softly: "Little brother, are you new to Chunfenglou?"

Fu Ling looked at her and blinked: "Sister, I'm just fifteen this year, are you older than me?"

A Yao covered her fan and smiled lightly, blocking her uncontrollable expression. As the number one, she would naturally not be affected by this setback, so she poured a glass of wine and handed it to Fu Ling: "Then young man, why don't you try this peach blossom brew?" , it was brewed by Ayao herself, and she will only take it out when she meets a master."

Ordinary people might be blown away by such a compliment from a beauty, but Fuling is not an ordinary person. If you think about it, you will know that if a girl in a brothel can make wine, if there is another way out, why sell her body?

Zhang Facai tugged at the corner of Fuling's clothes. The wine in the brothel was mixed with something, so he couldn't drink it casually.

Fu Ling glanced at the other three people from the corner of her eye. Qiu Yi was choked by the smell of rouge, sneezing and wiping his nose with the girl's embroidered handkerchief, Wang Youqian hadn't stopped talking since he sat down, most of the grapes on the table were gone.

Very good, very defensive awareness.

Fu Ling patted Fa Cai's arm, signaling him not to worry.

Fu Ling pretended to be indifferent, and leaned over to smell the aroma of the wine when she heard the words. Under A Yao's expectant eyes, he said in surprise: "You actually mixed water in the wine!"

When Qiu Yi heard this, he held the handkerchief and said, "Isn't it too dishonest for you to do business here? This little bit of wine money will be blackmailed!"

A Yao: "..."

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