Martial Lord

Three months later, it was late autumn, the South Street was still bustling, and Wushan was deserted as usual.

Recently, the turmoil in the world has gradually subsided, but Wu Xie feels uneasy for no reason.Half a year has passed since the last martial arts conference. The imperial court, the Nine Gates, and the mysterious Zhang family, the relationship between these forces is intricate.The tranquility on this surface may not be true tranquility, but there is a potential for a storm to come.

As if in response to his guess, within a few days, Wu Xie heard from the mop a major event that caused a sensation in the world - that Mrs. Huo, the leader of the Huo family, Mrs. Huo, who had always been in close contact with the court, was gone.

Upon first hearing this letter, Wu Xie's heart sank, and he was too shocked to speak.

Gone?When we met last time, the old lady was clearly in good health, and the Huo family had just moved to Sichuan not long ago. This...is too coincidental.I heard from Momo that the Huo family's family relocation was a strange thing. It seemed that Mrs. Huo had offended the imperial court, and that's why the family fled. A glass of poisoned wine was given to death.Mrs. Huo is very old, even if she really goes against the imperial court's will, the imperial court will not bother to do this. The new emperor is too impatient.

Wu Xie didn't dare to believe all the falsehoods in the market's comments, and he couldn't take them all seriously.After all, he had met Mrs. Huo once. This woman was strong all her life, and she had some fate with the older generation of his family. Now she suddenly went west, which made people feel touched.What made Wu Xie even more concerned was that among the various rumors about the Huo family, there was no trace of Zhang Qiling at all, and he did not speculate whether it was related to the little brother and others at this time, and whether their trip went well.

The fat man's letter was sent to Wu Shandang at this time, sending a booster to the restless shopkeeper.

In the letter, the fat man roughly described what happened after they reunited with the Huo family.It is said that Mrs. Huo took them to a mountain in Sichuan and pointed out that what the little brother was looking for was in that mountain.They went deep into the old forest, walked for three days, and finally came to a cave with dangerous terrain.However, the only people who went in were the little brother and Mrs. Huo, so no one knew what happened inside.After coming out, the little brother didn't say anything, and Mrs. Huo also looked serious.Immediately, the two teams parted ways and never met again.

This happened about half a month ago, and Mrs. Huo passed away recently, and they had just heard about it.The fat man was afraid that Wu Xie would be suspicious, so he sent a letter telling him not to listen to rumors in the world.The relationship between them and the Huo family has long been settled, and it has nothing to do with whether they are serious.

With this letter, Wu Xie was relieved, but also a little bit disappointed-see, even the fat man knows how to send a letter to report safety, but the boring oil bottle that kills thousands of knives...was in vain for him to pay secretly for thousands of miles of "lovesickness", But he was unwilling to bring back even a few words, he was really heartless.

Holding the letter, Wu Xie was worried and angry at the same time. She couldn't sleep on the left and right, so she went to practice sword in the yard.

After returning from this trip, the little shopkeeper knew the dangers of the world, and he kept in mind Zhang Daxia’s advice, practiced hard, and these days are considered to be a little bit of success—although the sword moves are not powerful, but they finally managed to use them stumblingly.

One day, with a bright moon and a clear breeze in his sleeves, Wu Xie held his breath, carefully recalling every move and style on the sword manual. The long sword reflected the moonlight across the night.Wu Xie flickered, lost his balance, and staggered a few steps.

"Pfft!" Wang Meng was poking his head at the door, and said with a smile: "Boss, what kind of routine are you doing? Why is it similar to the old man doing morning exercises in my hometown square! Hahaha!"

"Wang Meng, the fat man's letter said that there is an evildoer wearing glasses who wants to take care of you. This person will set off to find you soon..."

Before the words fell, Wang Meng rushed back to the room with a scream.

——Wu Xie snorted coldly even if a mere Wang Meng dared to fight with me.

After bullying himself for a while, Wu Shandang's little shopkeeper felt that his resentment seemed to be relieved, and the routine in his hands became smoother.When he was aroused, he chanted sword moves in a low voice...Suddenly, a figure rushed forward, desperately hugging Wu Xie's... thigh.

"Boss, you lied to me, right? Just promise me that the devil wearing glasses won't come, won't come, won't come, won't come!"

Wu Xie gritted her teeth: "Wang Meng, if you don't go back to your room, believe it or not, I will ask him to appear in front of you tomorrow!"

The boy's eyes lit up.

"I wish the boss great success, forever, and rule the world!" After flattering at the fastest speed, Wang Mengfei also went back to the house, closed the door, locked the door and turned off the lights, his movements were coherent and done in one go.

Wu Xie patted his chest with lingering fear, thinking that this heartless Wang Meng has no eyes in swords and swords. Even if he wants to die, he doesn't want to bear the infamy of "the black-hearted boss angrily kills the guys for deducting wages"!After calming down for a while, Wu Xiaoxia raised his sword again, made two simple gestures, and when he turned around to see Wang Meng's room door was closed, he felt relieved.

Finally no one bothered, Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief and held his breath.

"The blade walks, the wind breaks, the sword picks..."

Suddenly, footsteps came from behind.Wu Xie's nerves tensed up, and he scolded without even looking at it: "Wang Meng, you are endless!"

Before the words finished, a black figure flashed past.Before Wu Xie could see it clearly, the other party easily grabbed his wrist with one hand, put his hand on his waist, and lightly led Wu Xie around a circle. With a pick and a stab in his hand, he did exactly what Wu Xie had just practiced so hard. one move.

"The blade walks clear and the wind breaks, and the sword picks up the moonlight." A deep and firm voice rang in his ears, and his breath poured into his neck. Wu Xie shrank subconsciously, but the man turned around and walked again.

"The palm is like a row of mountains, the body is like clouds, the sword is like flowing water, and the steps are like Lingbo."

Wu Xie was still in shock. The next moment, the long sword was easily taken away by that person. He turned to the center of the courtyard, and under the moonlight, he used this set of sword skills that Wu Xie had practiced for a long time lightly.

"Falling flowers do not follow the meaning of flowing water, the breeze does not understand the heart of the bright moon, the sky is high and the moon is cold, especially in the world."

The sword manual that Zhang Qiling gave to Wu Xie is very different.The little brother once said that when practicing this set of swords, you must first not have the intention to kill, because this is not a sword technique for killing people.Wu Xie half understood what he heard at the time, but now that he has memorized the sword manual by heart, he has some understanding.Just like what Zhang Qiling said, this set of swordsmanship, the sword's edge is ingenious and incisive, there is no one ultimate move, but there are hidden murderous intentions everywhere.Especially for those who will kill them all, it is simply restraint, but for the opponents who are all-in-one, this set of swordsmanship cleverly avoids the vital points, and will not hurt people's lives for no reason.A seemingly simple set of swordsmanship, but there is a great artistic conception in it. Only by forgiving and forgiving can there be "white hair in the world".

As if deliberately giving Wu Xie a look, the man's sword move was much slower than last time.The last time his swordsmanship burst out with murderous intent, this time it felt a little more leisurely and free, it seemed to arise casually, and the sword intent was melodious.The sword formula entered Wu Xie's ears with the breeze, engraved into Wu Xie's heart together with the sword moves, reflecting the bright moonlight of the day, even Wu Xie was a little confused, as if they had returned to their early days.It's just that his state of mind was completely different back then, excitement, admiration, excitement... Now that all these intense emotions have faded away, they were all condensed into bursts of expectation and strands of tenderness by the man's eyes.In the end, Wu Xie didn't know whether he was looking at the sword or the sword practitioner.

Suddenly, a strange color flashed across the man's eyebrows, and he turned his sword and used a sword technique that Wu Xie had never seen before.The first half of this pose is complicated and delicate, indistinguishable, but the last move is extremely straightforward and abrupt. However, in conjunction with the previous tactful, the sudden strike is unique, just like the unforgettable tenderness, which is hard to guard against.

When closing, the sword-wielding man turned around, his eyes met, Wu Xie's heart felt hot, and he didn't know whether it was anger or joy.

"Brother! When did you come back!"

"Just arrived." It was still a light response, but there was some clearness in the words.

Wu Xie couldn't help but said, "You're back, why didn't you let me know in the letter?"

"What letter?"

Wu Xie was taken aback, and hurriedly told him everything about the fat man delivering the letter.Unexpectedly, Zhang Qiling shook his head after hearing this: "After I went down the mountain, I came back to you quickly and did not go with them."

Wu Xie suddenly realized, and said to himself, it's no wonder the fat man didn't mention the little brother's whereabouts.He was a little surprised and said: "Little brother, since you broke up with them, what's the rush?"

Zhang Qiling nodded.

Wu Xie's heart tightened, and he cautiously probed: "Then... the matter is over?"

"Not yet."

really.

It turned out that he just came to say hello, turned around and left again.A bucket of cold water was suddenly poured over the joy in his heart, and Wu Xie felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.He turned around and deliberately changed the subject: "Brother, what was the name of that trick you just did? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Zhang Qiling said slowly: "This is a set of sword techniques that I thought of on the way back. There are only four styles in total."

"Oh?" Wu Xie seemed very interested, "Let's hear it."

"I have never been a lovesick child in my life. Looking back, I have entered the gate of lovesickness. I have never understood the meaning of lovesickness. I have long felt lovesickness deeply."

What a "deep lovesickness".

This kind of expression is no longer cryptic, just like the last gentle sword, pushing Wu Xie back to the brink of emotional collapse.Originally, he could force himself to be calm, but at this moment, he didn't know how complicated his expression was.After three months of separation, the little brother finally came back. In fact, Wu Xie was not all happy about this matter. The uneasiness, grievance, and even anger accumulated in the past few days, the moment he saw Zhang Qiling, almost all of them were in his head. come up.

——He really received the dice, and he really understood.

"I knew it... I knew it! Since you understand what I mean, you should at least report that you are safe, even if you write a letter or send a message!" At first, he mumbled to himself, and gradually, his emotions changed from The bursting of the dike gushed out in one go, becoming more and more turbulent, more and more like anger.

"Three months, three months without any news from you, do you know how worried I have been these days, and finally you came back safely, but the motherfucking is still leaving!"

Wu Xie grabbed the man's skirt and yelled like a fight: "You have already taken my young master's things, where are you going! If you want to leave, return the things to me! Do you hear me! If you want to leave, I will I won't give it to you! I won't give it to anyone! I... I'll give it to Fatty!"

Wu Xie was full of energy, then weakened again, exhausted three times, and finally even uttered nonsense.Zhang Daxia didn't speak, but just silently looked at Wu Xie furiously, the moonlight in his eyes was like a layer of mist, making the man's eyes even deeper.

Being stared at like this, Wu Xie felt uncomfortable instead.

"You...will you quarrel? Say something!" Wu Xie looked away as if admitting defeat.He was the only one who was yelling, how could this fight get into a fight.

After a while, Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes and said calmly, "I'm very happy to receive it."

As he spoke, he took out the exquisite and delicate ivory dice from his pocket—it was the one that Wu Xie dragged away.Wu Xie's face became hot, and he raised his hand to grab it. Zhang Qiling retracted his five fingers and held Wu Xie's hand in the palm of his hand.Wu Xie couldn't help but listen to the man continue talking.

"As soon as I left Shu, I split up with the others. They rode in a carriage, and I walked by water. When I landed, I rode a horse. I ran for seven days and seven nights, just for one thing."

Wu Xie couldn't help becoming nervous again: "Could it be something from heaven?"

Although he was angry, he was still most worried about Zhang Qiling's safety.

The man shook his head, and said clearly and solemnly: "I promised someone that I would come back for an appointment, and I still owe him a word."

Wu Xie's heart tightened, and he remained silent for a long time.

After a while, he asked sullenly, "What are you talking about?"

Tightening his hand a little more, Zhang Qiling smiled softly: "I'm back."

Promise you to come back, promise you to be safe.

Even if he didn't say it out loud, Zhang Qiling finally managed to do these seemingly irrelevant things to him.It's just because someone is thousands of miles away, using a small dice to tightly tie his soul, making him think about it day and night, so that he doesn't want to delay for a moment.

He ran for seven days and seven nights, exhausted three horses, just to meet that person, and said this sentence himself.

"Wu Xie, it's over, I'm back."

After a long time, Wu Xie will never forget this moonlit night. He often thinks, it would be great if everything ended at this moment, if their story could draw a successful conclusion here.In this way, when you close the book, you can imagine a story about a good man getting rewarded, a story about a lover getting married, and a story of complete happiness.Finally, he really thought that he had walked into this person's world, and he optimistically believed that he could finally share Zhang Qiling's fate, but...