Three Masters' Sword

Seeing them rushing down the mountain, the Four Ghosts of Toad Mountain were also afraid that these people were all masters in the world with extraordinary strength, so they did not pursue them.The four ghosts all have more or less wounds on their bodies. In a serious fight, if each is good at winning, there must be casualties.The person they are protecting behind now—no matter who it is...or who he used to be, it is no longer important—this person has the peerless martial arts of the rare descendant of the Toad Saint and the unique rare Gu of the Marriage Gu. However, as long as he is in the hands of the four ghosts, the position of Pope of the Southern School of Toad Mountain will not change hands, and the Southern School will not fall apart, and can continue to fight against the Northern School.

Those people are also smart people, knowing that breaking face with them here will kill more than just a good-for-nothing girl.The original goal has also been achieved, it is the businessman's business practice to accept as soon as it is good, and Xuan Bailing followed them to ensure this.Bei Ming was entrusted by old friends and old friends to keep Wang Qiao safe, so naturally he would not put himself in danger.When they rushed all the way down the mountain, although there were no obstacles in front of them, and they pursued along the way, all the ghosts were screaming, with different heights, and their wailing was shallow, like weeping, some were like ghosts crying at night, some were like madmen Laughing wildly, on the quiet and dark mountain road, it seems that there are monsters watching from time to time. You try your best to think that you have finally got rid of it, but it is like a maggot on the tarsus, silently entangled in your muscles and bones deep.

Beiming has practiced Taoism for 70 years, and he has achieved a great deal of meditation. It can be said that his heart is as still as water, and he is unmoved; They kept scolding and cursing each other, and their footsteps gradually became heavy.Only Wang Qiao, he seems to have been drained of all energy, turned into a clay puppet, everything in the outside world seems to him as if he has never heard of it, he has seen it as if he has never seen it, his eyes are open, and his ears are closed. Deaf, but nothing can enter the heart.Bei Ming knew that besides the great mental blow, his internal breath was in turmoil, and the method of heeling breath not only failed, but turned back, just like trying to push open a half-hidden door, but someone slammed it from the outside. Close it, the force of the rebound is so great, and the darkness that descends suddenly after closing it is so deep that it traps itself to death.The toxin was violent, running wildly all over his body, his whole body was hot as coals for a while, and cold as ice for a while.When he settled down by the stream at the bottom of the mountain, Bei Ming opened his trousers and looked, and sure enough, from the soles of his feet to the heels of his legs, he was completely blackened by toxins.

At this time, there is no time to rush to the town, so I have to suppress the drug for him here first.Tang Guangxian patted Shen Rulong's acupoints open, and sighed: "Mrs. Wang, the scenery here is beautiful. Your love can't wait any longer. You might as well choose a place." It's almost hot summer, mosquitoes are infesting, the temperature is fertile, and the body can't breathe. stay long.

Shen Rulong was in a daze, as if struck by thunder, and was agitated by the sound of ghosts crying all the way, her eyes were red, she saw Wang Qiao sitting beside her like a clay sculpture, and her daughter was lying beside her, her whole body was cold, and she was in great grief, He said angrily: "My daughter died for you for nothing, you pay for her life!" A sword stabbed at Wang Qiao, the light of the sword flickered, and it hit directly in front of his eyes, the stars of the sword gathered in his eyes, but they disappeared completely. Do not move.Xuan Bailing used the abacus to block the sword's edge, and was about to speak to persuade, but unexpectedly, her sword was a false move, and the other hand backhanded, hitting Wang Qiao hard in the face.When she wanted to go forward again, Tang Guangxian had already supported her and dragged her away. "That's not how it works, aunt...the girl won't come back even if he dies..." His comforting voice echoed the woman's sudden hysterical cry, and it turned into a muffled humming in his ears.

Wang Qiao didn't let out a sound of pain, but shook his body, his cheeks were already swollen and tall, his field of vision was extremely narrow, and he could only see the dusty blood and dust on the face of the woman lying quietly in front of him, He suddenly stretched out his hand, blocking a flying insect that wanted to disturb her slumber, and then blocked an ant that wanted to get into the back of her snow-white neck.But how can it stop it?There are more and more of them, regardless of people's sad tears, hoarse; but when Wang Qiao looked at her face, there was still a sweet smile on her pale face.

Only then did Wang Qiao feel that she was born so delicate and exquisite, which is really beautiful.He's not Yu Yuqing, it doesn't make any difference to see a woman flipping over, it's not that he's so blind, he just thinks that it has nothing to do with him, and he never cares about it.He used to think that it was enough to take a look at a person, how could he get so much?

But now, the woman's life that has passed away like a flower is like a shackle made of straw, a lightning that cuts through the darkness, allowing him to glimpse his meanness and shallowness. What a beautiful rhetoric, but she is more beautiful when she is alive, her eyes are agile, and her posture is pretentious, like a swallow passing through willows.He remembered that they climbed from the cliff to the top of the mountain on the twelfth floor, and when she turned around, she looked back, smiling, and called him: "Third brother! '

Suddenly he could hear the sound, which came from a very small place, as if she was crying for help when she was dying; he looked for the reputation, and saw that the blood on her heart was half dry, and a flying insect was stuck inside, her wings were stuck with blood, struggling Sorry.He stretched out his fingernails, picked out the little flying insect from the blood, and gently placed it on the nearby blade of grass.When the early morning light shines on the leaves, the red and black night clothes of the grass leaves are shed, revealing the emerald green color like water onions.

Wang Qiao stood up reluctantly, and said to Shen Rulong: "Aunt Shi, Wang Qiao's life was saved by Yimei. I didn't complain if you wanted to beat me. But since Yimei gave her life to save me, I also I can't be sorry for her kindness, and be reckless and be killed." At this moment, he wanted to understand the truth, what he bears on him is not only this life?

There was relief on Bei Ming's face, no one could see that the bond between these three young men and women must be very special, under such a heavy blow, it was hard for him to earn it out by himself.If you want to see through life and death, you must first experience life and death.If you want to see through emotional barriers, you first need to experience emotional disasters.Nodding his head, he said: "If you want to survive, that would be the best. It's just that you have a poisonous body, so you can't delay. Sit down, and I will help you, or you may become disabled in the future."

But Wang Qiao shook his head, those tired red eyes were still a clear and clear lake, looking all the way to the bottom. "Thank you, master...but I have to bury my sister first." He picked up a side branch, looked at the quiet peak of Ghost Toad Mountain, and dug soil at the foot of the mountain where the sun shines.

At this time, it was getting higher and higher, and the ghostly aura dissipated. Shen Rulong's temples were disheveled and her eyes were full of withering. I took out my daughter's belongings such as a silk handkerchief, a makeup comb, etc., but there was also a piece of scorched wood of unknown origin, as well as Wang Yehai's seal and the return star of the Yanzhou School.At this time, Shen Rulong's heart was almost broken with her daughter. What she thought was extremely important, but in the end she found that it was just a flash in the air. Don't say that Fengwen, which has caused people to kill for a hundred years, is just wishful thinking, even if it is true. What kind of secret book, but his own daughter died because of it, what is the use of this secret book?Even if martial arts practiced like the toad sage and the supernatural power of marrying Gu dominate the martial arts world, won't they end up with different quilts for life and different points for death?

She was so angry that she no longer had the heart to think about the few things Wang Yehai left behind, so she threw them into the mud next to her with a wave of her hand.

After the pit was dug, Wang Qiao staggered over and picked up Wang Yi, and stepped on the ground, only to feel that he had lost all feeling down to his calf.He carried Wang Yi into the pit and put it away, even carefully smoothing out the folds of her clothes.This time, Shen Rulong didn't stop him, but just knelt beside him, staring blankly at him as he stretched out his hand to push the loess towards his daughter's clothes.Wang Qiao couldn't bear to push the dirt on her face, and said to himself: The scenery here is very good with mountains and water.You can stay with him here, and when he comes down the mountain, he can see you.You stay with him for me, because I have... can't see him anymore.

He finished speaking from the bottom of his heart, and gently closed the last gap.He turned around, and when he turned around, he felt that he was the mole that thought he was moving forward, but after digging for a lifetime, he found that he was still in the same place.

"Master, I didn't have time to salute before, disciple Wang Qiao will pay respects again."

Xingmu slapped it, and the storyteller hit a pair of pear blossom wooden bowls, and sang in his mouth: "The world will not be sad for a long time, and there will be one game left in a thousand years. I am afraid that it will be difficult to complete the homework. I am deeply convinced that it is rotten."

"This poem is about the well-known allusion of Lanke people. It is said that once a woodcutter went up the mountain to collect firewood. He saw two children playing chess there. After this game of chess, the handle of the ax in his hand was rotten. When he went down the mountain and went home, he found that there was no one he knew in the village, and the house had been changed to someone else. It turned out that a hundred years had passed in the world. People said he I strayed into a fairyland and met a fairy: one day in the sky, but a hundred years in the world."

When he said this, he paused. People who often come to listen to books know that this is just an introduction. To lead to the story below, those who are rich will call for tea and share a pot with this old man.The old man thanked him, hit the splint, and was about to get to the point, suddenly a cute child Yuxue came running from Mu Niang, and stood in front of the storyteller with a giggling smile, asking, "What happened to the woodcutter? "

The storyteller was stunned, the story of Guan Qilanke was finished at this point, and there was no follow-up record in "Shu Yi Ji".Their storytellers are not in the mood to make up random things, so they said: "There is no more, and his story is over." The child wrinkled his nose, blinked his spring-like eyes a few times, and said, "How can there be no? He went home and no one is at home, won't he be very sad? Will he cry? Will he be hungry? Where will he live at night?"

Someone anxiously wanted to hear the old man's unfinished story from last time, so he said, "Who's doll is about to be taken away! Don't block us from listening to the book."

The old storyteller had never thought about these questions, and he was stunned by the question for a while, and saw Mu Niang coming up to take the young master away, and gave a silver coin to the storyteller's tea tray.A beautiful woman greeted her from the Accord in the back seat of the tea house. She was a first-class young woman from a wealthy family just by her attire. She held the child's hand and said calmly, "They don't know, Zheng'er, be good!" land, I will tell you." Walk downstairs with the child.The child named Zheng'er said urgently: "I'll be obedient! Listen to what my aunt tells you! I won't eat sugar cakes today!"

The young woman smiled slightly, and said: "The woodcutter returned home, and his family is gone. He has no friends, let alone a place to go, so he went back to the mountain to find those immortals, and went to seek Taoism." Zheng'er asked: "Then what should he do if he's hungry?" The young woman said: "The god gave him a date stone, and he won't be hungry anymore." Want to ask again: "He has no one else, will he be very lonely?" The young woman said: "If you want to become a fairy, loneliness is certain, but you can't be afraid of loneliness." Zheng'er stuck out his tongue and said: "Then I'm not a god." He didn't know how many questions would pop up in his little head, and he said, "Then did he cry?"

The young woman was slightly startled, looked at the distant clouds, and said after a long time: "The gods are all people who have shed all tears in this life." She picked up the child and moved lightly with lotus steps, and Mu Niang was panting behind but couldn't catch up.She said to the child, "If everyone lived a life of prosperity and wealth like you, who would want to be a fairy?" Many people were still dazed, looking at her back as she went away.

The tea guests who scolded the child earlier asked: "Whose family is this woman?" "What is the origin of that child?"

Dr. Cha smiled and said: "Oh, sir, luckily I didn't offend this madam and young master today. They are family members of a big family in Jinling. Madam knows martial arts and has an unreasonable temper. If ordinary people dare to offend this A precious young master, you can't please him."

Someone echoed, "That's the eldest grandma of the Wang family! Hey, she's so beautiful that she's not like a living person..."

"Which royal family? Is it the one that had a big accident in the disaster a few years ago?"

"Which one could it be? It was miserable at that time. The whole family suffered some kind of bad retribution from their enemies. They died overnight. There was a flood at that time, and the corpses floated out of the gate..."

Everyone was not in the mood to hear the story told by the narrator, so they all gathered together to listen to this passage, and the narrator didn't mind, anyway, the grandma had just rewarded them with money, and they were very interested to see if this story could be turned into a storyteller. Therefore, I listened very carefully.Most people in Jinling knew about it, but it was the first time for outsiders to know about it, so they talked about it in a hurry. "...The whole family has no survivors! Good people don't live long. The master of the family is a good man. He went out to rescue disasters when he saw the flood. The dragon sucking water, which is rare in a century, just encountered a dragon on the Yangtze River. The whole boat capsized. Taking advantage of his absence, the enemy borrowed the With the momentum of the water, all the family members and apprentices in the martial arts hall were killed. You ask why the government didn’t care? At that time, the water in the city was one person deep, and most of the strong men went out to block the dam to save the water; the rain was so loud that they even had to speak By shouting, who doesn't care about his own life? When it clears up, you don't even know who killed it."

Someone said: "I know this one. The Wang family opened a martial arts gym, and they themselves are quite famous in the Jianghu. Looking at the injury, you know that you have offended not only the enemy, but also a cult. How dare the government control it? I can't control it."

Someone was still thinking about the charming style of the young woman, and said: "That's wrong, since the Wang family has been involved in such evil things, where did this beautiful grandma come from?"

Someone laughed and said: "This is even more strange. Storyteller, you have made money after listening to it. Maybe it can be sold as a story! If you want to talk about this grandma, it was sent by the flood. "

Everyone's eyes lit up, it sounded much better than the legendary story, and they all pricked up their ears.Someone said: "Such a beautiful lady can be sent in the flood, I'm afraid it's not just nonsense! Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

"That's more than I saw with my own eyes. Many folks have seen it. Well, when it comes to this, I have to talk about the third young master of the Wang family. There were three young masters in the Wang family at the time. ;The second child is gentle and drunk, with a lot of wine and sex. Only the third child is as kind-hearted as his master, so he has good fortune. On that day, the third young master suddenly wanted to become a monk, and the Wang family set up a water mat to see him off. A few days ago, the folks in Jinling City, there is no one who has not eaten!" Many people echoed, saying that they have eaten.

"Hey, good boy. At that time, he insisted on going to become a monk. He didn't listen to anyone's persuasion. It seemed like he was stuck. Looking back now, it seems that God intended to save his life. He just escaped from this A catastrophe. If you say that he is a kind person, he will be rewarded with kindness. When he was walking upstream, he happened to encounter a tributary that was flooded. Girl, this is the grandma now."

"Without this grandma, the Wang family would not be able to do anything. The family business is in such a mess, how many people are staring at it? Jinling City has been looted, but the ticket offices in other provinces, business houses, The land property in the countryside and the merchant ships on the Yangtze River are still a big business that scares me to death. The third young master is not suitable for this kind of business, but this young mistress is a good one. Make up your mind and fix it.”

Everyone laughed and said: "Marrying such a wife is really a blessing from the past life!" After all the hardships, you can sit back and enjoy the happiness, right?"

The insider shook his head and smiled wryly, "None of you would have guessed it! He set the rules for the arrangement of his family, and arranged for the family's funeral, so he left this beautiful family member, Yu Xuebai, and went up to the mountain to become a monk."

Everyone said "Ah", and some said: "No wonder that young woman looks as cold as ice, without a trace of vitality." Some said: "So that's what she just told the story." Others commented: "This can't be all. Blame this young master. Something big happened to the family, and I fear that my heart will die with them at that time." "Oh! It's just pitiful for such a beautiful lady, wouldn't she have to guard the empty room all day and night?" " Fortunately, there is such a beautiful young master, it is also a thought—"

People who have gossip can't help but lower their voices: "This beautiful son, but it should not be his own."

"That's right, it's said that the hunched and blind old Caitou, who guards the ancestral hall in the suburbs of his family, picked it up from the pile of corpses after the flood receded... Oh, I can't talk nonsense about that."

"Hey! At that time, the mansion of the royal family was like a ghost cave. Who would dare to go there? After the enemy's family left, the family members died, and no one collected the corpses. The stench was so bad, but no one dared to go in. Mr. Cai It also belonged to the client. I went in to check it, and when I came out, I hugged the child. At that time, there was no grandma and daughter-in-law in the Wang family who had just given birth to a child. Otherwise, the whole city would know about it without drums and gongs? It must be the child of some servant."

"However, based on this calculation, there is indeed a considerable karma. There are so many dead people and there is a living child. It should be said that it is the young master of the Wang family."

"Isn't that right! Hey, I'm from Bilanke, who came to the village, the tragedy seems to be still happening yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, Master Zheng has grown up so much..."