[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Weapon Collector

Glazed tiles reflect colorful brilliance under the sunlight.

The rockery is rugged, the stream is gurgling, and occasionally a few blue peacocks with gorgeous tail feathers walk proudly on the grass in the garden.The girls in colorful clothes who were pruning the flower branches smiled coquettishly at each other, and suddenly one of them saw something, and the smile on his lips faded away, and the clear and moving laughter suddenly disappeared in the courtyard.

A boy came out from the corner of the rockery.He has a handsome and clean face, with dark eyebrows and slightly drooping eyelids, covering the sharp pupils in his eyes, making him look lazy and harmless.

His name is Qiu Fengwu.

But Qiu Fengwu prefers his other name, Xiao Wu.

He returned to the Peacock Villa, took off his coarse linen clothes, and put on Chinese clothes woven with gold thread, 12 kinds of colored silk and peacock feather thread. Crown, his cheeks are clean and dust-free, and he no longer has a look of hard work and fatigue. He is very comfortable, and his feet in cotton-soled boots feel like they are stepping on clouds.

But the clouds are too high, too empty, too lonely.

Qiu Fengwu once left Peacock Villa because he looked down on hidden weapons and the treasure that Peacock Villa was proud of.

Hidden weapons have the word 'dark', so they don't always appear to be so aboveboard.Is a victory won with a hidden weapon really a real victory?

If there was no Peacock Ling, would Peacock Villa still be respected by people in the world like it is now?

So he wanted to gain fame by his own ability, not as the young owner of Peacock Villa.

But he failed.

He wanted to disintegrate the killer organization 'July [-]th', but he found that the 'July [-]th' killer organization was just a puppet, and he could already guess who the behemoth behind it was.

"Master." The butler came behind him silently, bowed and said respectfully, "Master wants to see you."

Qiu Yifeng was already seriously ill.

Since the Taishan battle, although he defeated Jin Kaijia, the world's number one expert at that time, he also suffered serious internal injuries. Peacock Villa has never lacked healing medicines. He could have lived to be 70 years old, and maybe he could see himself with his own eyes. The son gets married and has a son.

But now his face is as golden as paper, and his breath is dying, because not only has he suffered internal injuries, but his heart, his will to survive, and all his soul and flesh and blood have been severely frustrated.

There was endless pain in those cloudy eyes.

Qiu Fengwu stepped into the house, smelling the scent of medicine, and the carved screen blocked his sight, so he couldn't see the pain in his father's eyes.

The housekeeper retreated respectfully and closed the door.Only father and son were left in the house.

Qiu Yifeng called out: "Feng Wu, come here."

Qiu Fengwu approached around the screen, he lowered his head expressionlessly, and there were tears in his eyes.

His father is only fifty-four this year, but now his face is haggard, but he seems to be over seventy.The satin silk dress hung on his bony arms, indistinguishable from a clothes hanger.

Qiu Yifeng saw the pain in his son's eyes, and the sadness in his eyes was even worse: "My father is about to die, and then you will be the person in charge of Peacock Villa. If there is something, my father must tell you."

Qiu Fengwu sat by the bed, suppressed the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, and said softly: "Father, tell me."

Qiu Yifeng's lips were already trembling. He knew that after he uttered these words, all the pain he had endured for these years would be passed on to his son, and this pain would continue to spread to future generations...

"Peacock Ling... Peacock Ling..." Qiu Yifeng suddenly started coughing loudly, Qiu Fengwu hurriedly stood up and patted his father's bony back, but the other party grabbed his arm and endured the pain in his chest, and said with all his might: " Peacock Ling...cough cough, I...lost it on the top of Mount Tai..."

Qiu Fengwu paused.

"I want you to swear! Except for the direct descendants of the Qiu family, no one else will know about this matter!"

……

Qiu Fengwu left the room in a daze. He walked into the garden and outside the gate, lost in the endless green grass.

After communicating with Jin Kaijia, he has understood his prejudice against hidden weapons, and he is ready to open his heart to accept it, to control it, and to inherit the glory of Peacock Villa for 300 years.

If there was no Peacock Ling, would Peacock Villa still be respected by people in the world like it is now?

This question came to mind again, and Qiu Fengwu shuddered all over.

In the past 300 years, although there were not many people who died under the peacock feathers, they were all masters or top experts. Their descendants have endless blood feuds with Peacock Villa. Can the villa still have the beauty and tranquility it has today?

He didn't want to think about it.

Qiu Fengwu walked straight forward, crossed the stream, and faced the brilliant rays of the sun. When he was Xiao Wu, he could step on straw sandals and enjoy the tenderness of wild flowers and grass in the seams of his feet. Now that he is wearing brocade boots, he only feels that the Freedom and happiness are gone without a trace.

From now on, he will bear a secret and assume a responsibility.

He kept walking, kept walking, his mind was in a daze, and suddenly he saw a dim red in his vision. It was an open red paper umbrella, which was dyed with magnificent ink plums. , showing a simple and elegant atmosphere.

Although there were some decorations on the umbrella, Qiu Fengwu still recognized the umbrella.

He slid his gaze down and looked at the person holding the umbrella.

The distance was still far away, and he only saw that the hand holding the umbrella was still white, and the red dress was not as bright red as when he first saw it, but changed to a lighter red color, and she still liked to tie her hair loosely around her head. At the end, there were always two strands of broken hair on his forehead. From a distance, he saw the woman smiling.

She smiled and pulled out the sword in the umbrella handle.

Qiu Fengwu stared intently, and found seven guards of Peacock Villa holding arrows and crossbows ten feet away from the woman. At that moment, all his chaos was temporarily forgotten. Afterwards, Qiu Fengwu shouted loudly:

"stop!!"

When the clear and high-pitched "stop" came to the ears of the opposing sides, Shen Qi had already taken a step forward.

The hands of the seven women in colorful clothes have also left the spring of the crossbow/arrow.

The ear-piercing sound of breaking wind was like a whistle, the red figure floated but made no sound, when red and black met, only a few crisp sounds of 'ding ding ding' metal collisions were heard, and the black black iron crossbow/arrow had been thrown aside, Qiu Fengwu came galloping like an arrow using his lightness kung fu, but it was still too late to stop the fierce attack of the woman in red. Before the man arrived, the sword light had already drawn a bloodstain on the face of the woman in color who was the leader.

When the tip of the sword was about to touch the girl's astonished face, suddenly the sword turned, Hong Ying suddenly withdrew the sharp sword in his hand, his figure brushed past the seven girls like the wind, his black hair swirled, and he came directly towards him!

Qiu Fengwu stopped in shock.

Shen Qi approached with the sword in her hand, the tip of the sword drooped, and asked in doubt: "You...Xiao Wu...Why are you here?"

Qiu Fengwu smiled wryly: "Xiao Wu is just my pseudonym in Jianghu, my real name is Qiu Fengwu."

Qiu Fengwu.

Chewing these three words in her mouth, Shen Qi felt a little astringency in her heart for some reason. She looked at the clothes on the young man in front of her, and then carefully looked at the familiar eyebrows and eyes on that face, and fell silent. moment.

The seven women in colorful clothes behind them realized that the person who invaded Peacock Villa knew the owner of the young village, and they all silently saluted and stood by from a distance.

Seeing that the woman in front of her didn't speak, Qiu Fengwu continued, "Thank you for your help that day, I haven't asked the girl's name yet."

"...My name is Shen Qi."

Shen Qi said dryly, she never thought that she would have the opportunity to meet this child again, and it was still in this situation.

Before coming to Peacock Villa, she also had a general understanding of the situation of Peacock Villa.

The owner of this generation is called Qiu Yifeng, and Qiu Fengwu is his only son.

Looking at this face so similar to A Yan, how could she say that she wanted Peacock Ling?

"I don't know why Miss Shen came to Peacock Villa?"

Qiu Fengwu didn't know the entanglement in the heart of the person in front of him, so he asked directly.

……

He heard the woman in red in front of him sigh.

She said: "I want... peacock feathers."

Qiu Fengwu was stunned.

Shen Qi saw that the young man's always lazy and drooping eyes had been fully opened at this time, the expression in his eyes was unpredictable, but his tone was still easy-going: "Peacock Ling is the treasure of the Peacock Villa, I'm sorry I can't promise Miss Shen request."

really.

Shen Qi sighed, and said helplessly: "Oh, for the sake of you being like my son, I didn't want to do this..."

"Sorry."

Then Qiu Fengwu saw a light.

He subconsciously shook the Hidden Sword out of his sleeve, and raised his hand to counteract it. His combat experience is extremely rich. Even though his eyes couldn't see clearly because of the dazzling light of the sword, he held the long sword accurately, but the tip of the sword met Touching, a surge of abundant internal force suddenly surged along the spine of the sword.

Qiu Fengwu only felt that his chest was being pressed down by a boulder. He groaned, and the corners of his lips overflowed with blood, but unexpectedly, the woman in front of him let go of the hand holding the sword, and took advantage of the moment when his internal injury froze, and suddenly pressed close to his chest. Qiantanzhong and Shenque are two key acupoints.

The internal energy in the dantian suddenly dissipated, and his mind was dizzy as if he had been hammered. Qiu Fengwu staggered a step, his knees softened, and he fell straight forward. However, what greeted him was not the soft grass, but a grass with a faint fragrance of saponins. embrace.

All of this happened so fast, before the girls in colorful clothes came back to their senses, the owner of the young villa had already been embraced in his arms, and they looked at each other, full of uneasiness.

"Girl! What the hell are you trying to do?"

Shen Qi hugged Qiu Fengwu in her arms. The young man's stature was great. Even if he was hugged by a princess, his hanging legs could reach his knees. Seeing this weird posture, she smiled and asked: "I heard that Qiu Yifeng has been recuperating in the village since the Battle of Mount Tai, and he has only one son, Qiu Fengwu...is the son more important than Peacock Ling?"

Several people were silent.

They saw the woman in red looking slightly sideways, revealing the fair side of her neck, and the young man leaning on her arms with his eyes closed in pain, the crown of hair on his head was slightly spread out, and the loose hair intermingled with the long hair on the woman's chest. Together, they are also as black as silk, and they are indistinguishable from each other.