Three anecdotes

I heard that it was just a glass of surrendered wine at the master banquet, and the emperor Liang, who had a lot of flowers, broke his sleeve for him.

Now, Cardinal Jin is holding a jade piano in his arms and leaning under the pagoda tree that cannot be hugged together. The wind suddenly blows away a pool of clear ripples. The style is even more alluring. When you raise your hands and throw your sleeves, the dancing flowers are like moths flying to the fire and fall into the bottom of the pool with green grass in spring, just like a dream.The music gradually died down, he looked back with his zither on, his eyes misty, and looked at Jing Shanbo lying among the branches of a tall locust tree about Zhang Xu away with a half-smile, "Since the young master has arrived, why did you avoid seeing him? If you can't see it, why bother to eavesdrop?"

Jing Shanbo rested his Tan Yingjian on his pillow, his voice was as cold as ice, "Your piano sound has killing intent."

"My lord, can you understand Chonghua's piano?" Cardinal Jin was born with double pupils, so he used the word Chonghua.

"I only know how to kill." Jing Shanbo withdrew his long legs that were stepping on the branches.The movement of his getting up was very strange, relying only on the muscle strength of the waist and abdomen, the spine seemed to be folded in the air, and it was almost rigid.Only the pale hand is still on the hilt of the sword, and the gaze is firm and cold, only when looking forward to holding the Tanying sword in his hand is there any vitality.

A three-foot-three-inch long sword with a pitch-black stem and a black gold scabbard. A dark carved wooden swallow hangs from the head of the sword. If someone can identify the shape carefully, they will be able to see that this swallow is exactly the same as the tattoo on his left eye. .It's a pity that most people who dare to stare at his sword have become ghosts under his sword.

Jing Shanbo raised his face, as expected, his face was as indifferent as his voice; unexpectedly, his face was very young.Even, he was so young and immature, so immature and cute, so cute that people couldn't think of the murderous sword in his hand.Although the outline of the face is as sharp as if it was carved with a blade, the expression on the face is as proud as an eagle on a lonely peak, and the swallow tattoo on the left eye is secretly like freshly dried blood, but the incomparable power between the eyebrows Feiyang is alive and well, a pride that only young people don't know how to restrain.

Cardinal Jin smiled, his double pupils were as bright as the moon, and the cinnabar between his brows was like blood, "Here, there are all people who can be killed." .

Being polite sometimes doesn't mean being polite, it's just a kind of superiority.

Heyue Ghost King Tie Judge is a very dignified person.When he walked over with his chest out, he was stroking his majestic beard with the gesture he had practiced thousands of times, while he was playing with four iron walnuts in the other hand.Behind him are seven strong men who are fierce and fierce. Anyone with a little discernment can recognize that they are the notorious bandit leader Yellow River Seven Tyrants.

"My lord is polite, I—"

Jing Shanbo didn't let the person come to continue, "I don't need to know who you are." He still leaned against the tree in that strange posture, without even raising his head, just gently stroking his pool with his fingertips. film.

The one who was interrupted was Qu Shaohuang, the first apprentice of the iron judge. He was originally a rafter on the bank of the Yellow River, but he became the leader of the bandit somehow.He was originally just robbing merchants and travelers, but for some reason, he suddenly robbed a batch of disaster relief food from the court three years ago.In recent years, many people have been mobilized in the local area, but they still failed to catch him.He speaks very politely, and his etiquette is also thoughtful. It is also a kind of style.

"Boy is rude!" Probably because Jing Shanbo's attitude was too arrogant, a tiger-eyed boy couldn't help but jumped out behind Iron Judge.His eyes widened, as if to swallow him up.

Judge Tie was also a little displeased. In recent years, he has seldom made a move. If it hadn’t been for the fact that Cardinal Linyuanhou Jin, who is very popular in front of His Majesty, would not have invited him to crawl under the warm blanket of a teenage girl. Come out and travel long distances to be pissed off by a young kid.In other words, these apprentices are really filial, Xin Xiaojing's girl dolls are all good, he likes little girls, he always thinks that little girls will make him younger.

If an old man always thinks he is young, he must live a very happy life.If a person has lived in style for 40 years, he naturally cannot tolerate the arrogance of young people.However, he still waved his hand to ask the tiger-eyed boy to back down.Originally, the people in the Jianghu expressed their intolerance in a very simple way, but now he can't do it because he still doesn't understand Lin Yuanhou's intentions.The cases on the apprentices are not small, and this Marquis of Linyuan can rely on them.Although there are two worlds in Jianghu and temples, since he has received a great gift from Cardinal Jin, he has to look at Cardinal Jin's face.Therefore, his judge pen was only thrown into the water, but not into Jing Shanbo's throat.

The water is very deep, and there are still freshly fallen pagoda flower petals floating on the water surface; the water is very fragrant, and the pagoda tree flowers in May are the most fragrant.

The pond is full of flowers, the mountain holds the setting sun, the still water has no waves, and the fragrance refreshes the heart. It was originally a very gentle and graceful scene of smoke and waves, but now it has become bleak.

Judge plunged straight into the water, and a vortex was created on the surface of the water, and the calm pool water just now turned into a torrent.The water flows downhill, and the water on all sides naturally rushes into the vortex. Although the vortex is not big, but the strokes are too fast and the water flow is too fast, it has a kind of grandeur and domineering that swallows everything.The waves rolled and the white waves receded, and several koi carps floated on the surface of the water, but they were squeezed out by the force of the water just now.

"It's a good move to swallow Heyue, but it's not elegant enough to pierce the chest." Cardinal Jin said softly.He was sitting in the sunset in a crimson robe, but he seemed to be more brilliant than the sun's rays. He was proud but not fierce, charming but not coquettish, and he was sparse and majestic but carried a bone-biting evil spirit. There is such a monstrous person in the world. Man, the few men behind Iron Judge were dumbfounded.

Jing Shanbo walked slowly to the edge of the pond, quietly looked at the koi on the surface of the pond, and sighed softly.Holding the sword in one hand, he picked up the carp's carcass with the other, the scabbard slipped, and a small hole was made.He knelt down, put the koi carp's body into the small pit with infinite pity, and covered it with soil.

He dug a pit to bury the carp under the watchful eyes of everyone, but he didn't seem to pay attention to the iron judge who had just shown his skills.One, two, when he buried the seventh one, the tiger-eyed boy finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Is your sword used for digging graves?"

Jing Shanbo buried the last carp, and glanced at the sword on the waist of the tiger-eyed boy, "It's a good sword, it's a pity."

The tiger-eyed boy just saw that the thin sword scabbard in Jingshan fell to the ground and turned into a tomb, and the dirt and gravel drawn out were as fine as sand dust. Although he knew that this person was not simple, there was no young man who could stand such ridicule, so it was too late for him Thinking about it, the saber at his waist has been unsheathed.

The wind moves, the shadow sinks.

The boy's sword had sunk into the water along with his men.

No one saw how Jing Shanbo made a move, or even knew whether he made a move.

"Tiger!" Tie Judge roared, and with a pick of the judge's pen, he shot directly at the two big acupoints of Jingshan Botanzhong and Yufu.Jing Shanbo's body just moved, and he avoided the fatal blow with just a random fight.When you touch the water, you will be stunned by the lone shadow, standing on the top of the tree with your toes, fluttering like a lift, and the majesty is like a god.

"Swallow flies so handsome." Cardinal Jin laughed.

It's just that before the words fell, I saw a cold light flickering, and a domineering sword light slashed down, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, the cloud shadows were low, and the sky full of rays of light seemed to have fallen into the boundless sword shadow.The orange-red sunset scene turned silvery white in an instant, exactly the color of the sword.

Jing Shanbo put his sword back into its sheath, and lay down on the branch of the Sophora japonica tree again.

The water in the idle pool is still, and the still water flows deep.

With such an earth-shattering sword, there is not even a ripple on the water, and even the Sophora japonica flower is still covered in white.A pond full of Sophora japonica, isn't it just like paper money?

The remaining six strong men immediately surrounded the tree, but it was a pity that before the sword could be unsheathed, they fell down one by one, and each heart was a little scarlet.Just a little.

Iron Judge froze.

"Break seven stars with one sword, what a powerful swordsmanship!" At some time, two old men with white beard and hair had appeared here.One was lying on a wheelchair, half dead, while the other was in good spirits, even applauding loudly.

"The sword is strong but the waves are not moving. The murderer is invisible and invisible, and he is killed unconsciously. It is true that he is powerful, but he is too domineering." The old man in the wheelchair said a total of five or six sentences, but coughed. Seventeen or eight sounds.

The old man pushing the wheelchair said, "To kill a domineering person, naturally one must use a domineering swordsmanship."

"You!" Iron Judge stood up, his eyes wide open, as if he was ten years older.

The old man pushing the wheelchair said, "Master Tie, don't stare at me, the Seven Hegemons of the Yellow River are doing a lot of evil, you should have thought of—"

"I'll kill you two old bastards first!" The iron judge stretched his beard and threw the iron walnut in his hand, shooting out several black winds.

Seeing that the sick old man was about to die, two copper orifices popped out from the armrest of the wheelchair, and caught the four flying iron walnuts. The old man shook his head and sighed, "Even if you can't beat others' Swordsmanship, why take your anger out on us?"

Judge Tie snorted coldly, and missed the shot, but he didn't bother those two old men anymore.He was an old man, seeing these two people coming quietly, he knew that they were definitely not waiting for nothing.If it wasn't for the death of seven disciples in the blink of an eye, he wouldn't be so manic.

Unexpectedly, the old man pushing the wheelchair wanted to talk too much, "I know you want to take revenge, but I advise you to take a look at the pool water before doing it."

The iron judge was eager for revenge, he ignored the old man's words, just held the judge's pen, and walked towards Jing Shanbo step by step.The judge pen made of pure steel is so cold that it seems to be waiting for the blood of the enemy to heat it up.Just at this moment, the sound of a zither wafted into my ear, Tie Judge should have ignored everything at this moment and hit Jing Shanbo with his 72 strokes on the pen, and then cut his heart, slaughtered his body, digged his flesh and bones, but it happened But it can't resist the magic of the piano sound.

Cardinal Jin's eyes were full of slanting light, and his thin lips were slightly parted, "Master Tie, it's better to take a look at the water."

There is nothing in the water, only a group of koi carp playing.

With a sound of "clang", the iron judge's pen fell to the ground, and this old man who traversed the rivers and mountains felt hopeless for the first time.

Cardinal Jin looked at Jing Shanbo, "I don't even have the heart to disturb the fish, you are such a gentle man." When Jing Shanbo drew his sword, Tie Shaohu had already sunk to the bottom of the water. However, the swimming fish in the water are not disturbed at all. Compared with Tie Judge's brush strokes to force and kill the koi, I don't know how much higher it is.

Now, Iron Judge was standing behind Jing Shanbo, but Jing Shanbo skimmed across the water and found a large bag of bait under the pond by the pond.He held the sword in one hand, and lightly sprinkled fish food with the other hand, "Flowers, birds, insects and fish are so innocent, why do people's struggles prolong their lives?" Yan, the koi chasing the falling flowers, the pond full of tranquility is reflected in his eyes, the world is vast, and the years are long and safe, it seems that only at this moment, he is willing to fade away the lonely killing intent all over his body, and do it calmly, the one who walks on the sand and visits the snow 14 years old boy.

The sun is sinking and the twilight is getting darker.With the sword in hand, the enemy is on the other side.Quietness and peace always seem to be short-lived. Jing Shanbo whistled lightly, and the fish in the pond hid in the water. He turned his head and looked at the red-eyed Iron Judge, "You can make a move."

Iron Judge didn't move.

Because he had already seen a little glare from Jing Shanbo, and then heard a few screams.That voice was sharp and hoarse. Anyone who has tried to cut a duck's neck several times with a blunt knife can imagine it.

Cardinal Jin shook his head lightly, with an apology in his eyes.He slowly twirled the strings with his slender fingers, and slightly nodded at Jing Shanbo, "Thank you, young master. Perhaps, he is just worried that I will come out alone."

who is he?Cardinal Jin didn't say why he sent someone to monitor Cardinal Jin, and why he didn't worry about him coming out alone, nor did Jing Shanbo ask.

dusk.

In the evening, the wind moves the water, the flowers fly away from the trees, the clouds are like fire, and the twilight is like smoke.

Cardinal Jin's white fingers lightly clasped the lacquered forehead of the piano, letting the warm wind in the forest blow up the scarlet sleeves, his brows slightly frowning, already full of affection, star eyes looking back, even more elegant and quiet .A black cat suddenly jumped out of the dense forest and jumped into his arms dragging a very small rattle drum. Cardinal Jin gently rubbed the head of the black cat and untied the rattle drum from his hind legs, "Tao Thank you, thank you." The black cat named Tao'er seemed to understand what he said, and with a low meow, it jumped onto Cardinal Jin's shoulder like a pet, and rubbed the fluff on his head on his smooth neck. The cardinal seemed to be itching a little bit, and there was a bit of helplessness in his eyes.He lightly shakes the rattle, the sound of the drum is loud, his bare hands are like jade, the setting sun casts a golden reflection on his slender shoulders, but the black cat's eyes glow green, an unspeakable strangeness suddenly arises in Jing Shanbo's heart.

Cardinal Jin asked softly, "Your Master, can you recognize this drum?"

"I don't know." Jing Shanbo's voice was still cold, he was not an enthusiastic person in the first place.

"Meow—" The black cat lying quietly on Cardinal Jin's shoulder seemed very dissatisfied with the neglect of its master, stretched itself, and patted the drum out of his hand with one paw.

Cardinal Jin picked up the snare drum with his head down, shook his head lightly and scolded the black cat, "Tao'er, you are really ignorant. This drum took me a lot of work." He raised his head and looked at Jing Shanbo, "Young Master, do you know what this drum is made of?"

"I don't know." Jing Shanbo's voice became colder.

Cardinal Jin sighed softly, the cinnabar between his eyebrows was like the last drop of blood wept by the setting sun, "This is the hand of a virgin." His eyes were distant and lonely, with a kind of repressed regret and sadness, "I haven't seen you for a long time. I have had such a beautiful hand. The drum head is her snow-like skin, and the two bullets are the jade bone knuckles of her left and right little fingers. The skin on her right hand is a bit thick, and the skin cannot be peeled off to make the drum head. Take the hand bone to make a projectile, but it can be done. The fly in the ointment is that the middle finger is used for the handle. Originally, the ring finger should be slender, but unfortunately, it is not as straight as the middle finger." He shook the small drum while talking, and when he looked up, the sky was full of red. Xia Du sank into his double pupils, and those foggy pupils seemed to be stained with blood, coquettish and mysterious, confusing all living beings.