knife cut mountains and rivers

Fucheng came to Bailu City to retire, or came to Bailu City to wait to die.

He was originally the disciple of Xu Yunqi, the head of Zhengxuan Mountain, but Xu Yunqi only accepted two disciples, one was him and the other was Jiang Zhizhi.These two apprentices were named by Xu Yunqi, the name of the senior brother is so majestic and majestic, even Dajiang Dahe would stop him once he made a move.The name of Fucheng is like a helpless duckweed, which will be half crippled after the next rain.

Fucheng thought about why Xu Yunqi accepted him as an apprentice, probably because of his past experiences. He was Xu Yunqi's trophy for destroying the Demon Cult, and Xu Yunqi should be Fucheng's savior, saving Fucheng from the days when he only knew how to fight. come out.

The life in Zhengxuan Mountain is much better than that of the Devil's Cult, but there are other troubles. The brothers all know Fucheng's life experience, they are only willing to deal with hypocrisy, and they are not willing to be friends with Fucheng's true feelings , because I was afraid of making my whole body fishy.

Therefore, when Elder Tang died tragically, everyone thought it was Fucheng who did it.Elder Tang died in a miserable state. When Fucheng was accused, he went to see him. His stomach was cut open, and his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were bloody exposed. Fucheng still remembers the rotten smell.

When Fucheng was accused, the first reaction was honor, they thought they could kill an elder from Zhengxuan Mountain, and then they thought it was ridiculous, he couldn't kill people, but he got such slander for nothing.But Fucheng felt relieved when he heard several elders arguing with each other, they just needed a scapegoat, and it happened to be Fucheng.

Fucheng was from the Demon Sect, he couldn't change his background, and Zhengxuanshan dared not admit that such vicious and cruel people would come out of their famous and upright sect.

There is no evidence to prove that Fucheng did not kill people, and there is no evidence to prove that Fucheng killed people. Everyone just wants to believe what they want to believe.The master knew that Fucheng didn't kill people, because he knew that Fucheng couldn't kill people, but he couldn't make the decision, so he could only drive Fucheng down the mountain.

Fucheng went down the mountain, and he had nowhere to go, and finally returned to the place where his destiny began - Bailu City.

Fucheng has nothing but good kung fu, so he became a swordsman in Liuyin Lane of Bailu City.He was used to being heartless, and he didn't feel how sad it was to leave Zhengxuan Mountain. Instead, he felt that Liuyin Lane was happier.He is young, but he has a very indifferent view of life and death. The person who holds the knife will die one day, either on Zhengxuan Mountain or Bailu City. For Fucheng, there is no difference.

Not only did Fucheng live his life well, he also took care of a little girl, Jin Ling.

Fucheng can't kill people, and it's no secret in Liuyin Lane.

Others will only think that Fucheng is fake and merciful, only Jinling thinks that Fucheng is really wronged, and that Fucheng really can't kill people.Masters pass the front line of admissions, but in that line, Fucheng still can't make a move.Fucheng didn't intend to kill.A person who has no intention of killing is extremely lucky to be able to survive in Liuyin Lane. There are not many people in the world who are so lucky.

When Fucheng went out, he had two knives around his waist, one was real and the other was unsharp.At the critical moment of life, Fucheng tried to arouse his murderous intentions, but he failed every time. Even in the critical moment of life and death, he still couldn't kill him.

Fucheng feels that his luck has always been good, and he can survive no matter how tragic the battle is, so there is a fanaticism for danger in his bones, as if he is trying to see when he will die.So women's business sounds weird and dangerous, but Fucheng still followed.

Fucheng saw the neatly stacked gold bars on the table, 25 in total.

Fu Cheng sat in front of the table with a straw in his mouth and an envelope in his hand, very puzzled how this unfortunate job fell on him.He couldn't kill, but the mysterious woman appointed Fu Cheng to take over.

Fucheng prides himself on being a dutiful businessman, and as a swordsman, he has never even killed anyone.He also thought that he was not well-known in the world, so how could he come to him in trouble?

In the swordsman business, the expenses and income are not easy to calculate, especially for people like Fucheng who open their mouths and wait for God to reward them with food.When the business is good, there are also big deals like the mysterious woman. When the business is bad, the people who come to the door are nothing more than asking Fu Cheng to come to collect debts, or help find someone.

It is also necessary to follow the rules when picking up business. If you only look at the money, it is easy to die in vain.If this work is not done cleanly, there will be future troubles, who is the client, it is best to find out, otherwise the upper body will be in trouble, and the person who died will not know.

Who is the mysterious woman?Why do you have to find an unknown swordsman?

The brat Jinling couldn't answer him.

"You've been sitting for half an hour, are you going or not?" Jin Ling sat beside him angrily, lifted the woman's leftover tea and was about to drink it.

Fu Cheng was still looking down at the inexplicable envelope, at this time he knocked on Jin Ling's wrist, Jin Ling loosened his hand, and the water glass fell from his hand. Just as he was about to smash it on the table, Fu Cheng casually grabbed a handful, and the glass was released. Instead of being smashed to pieces, it fell firmly into Fu Cheng's hands without spilling even a drop of water.Then, amidst Jin Ling's exclamation, he threw his hands back, and the tea splashed a fan-like water stain on the ground.

The whole movement was so smooth that he didn't even lift his eyelids.Fu Chengdao: "Don't drink such dirty things."

Jin Ling rubbed her wrists and said, "Can't you talk well?"

"No."

Jin Ling scoffed at Fu Cheng's putting on airs, and asked, "What do you want to do? If you really don't want to go, are you still not allowed to run away? Can't afford to provoke or hide?"

Fucheng said: "Why should I run?" Fucheng spent many years in the rivers and lakes before he found Liuyin Lane, a place of geomantic omen. It's not enough.

Fu Cheng looked at the envelope over and over again, as if he was holding a hot potato. After reading it for a long time, he couldn't figure out why. He felt that this matter was extremely weird, but right now there seemed to be no room for rejection.He shook out a piece of letter paper, the content on it was very simple, a time, a place, and a person's name.

He tore through the letter paper and couldn't find any more information, so he could only ponder over that person's name——Zhou Xuanyi.

"Heh, the country's surname is still in charge." Fucheng felt a headache, maybe he was still a relative of the emperor.

Today, Emperor Yongle was born as a military general. Before he ascended the throne, he led an army to conquer the Xixia Dynasty and forced the Xixia emperor to curse him for cutting off his sons and grandsons before he died. In 29, only one species of the present prince was left.This generation has only one seedling, but the other clans are thriving, and there are quite a few people with the surname Zhou.Apparently, a rough man in Fucheng has no impression of the names of these princes.

The remaining place is the Hou's Mansion, and Fucheng knows about it. The day after tomorrow, the young son of Xiahou's Mansion got married and held a three-day banquet, and everyone in Bailu City knew about it.Xia Houye is already an old man, and his status and title are not as noble as that of Zhenbei King, but he is enough to dominate in a place like Bailu City where fish and dragons are mixed.

When they got married and held a banquet, the guests were all from aristocratic families, and since he had no power or power, Fucheng began to have a headache again.

Fu Cheng casually pulled some grass and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly while thinking about this strange business, a big business cannot be done by himself, Fu Cheng is waiting for someone to come.Everyone knew that the woman walked into the ruined temple in Fucheng, and everyone knew that there was a big deal in it.Fucheng is usually not familiar with the swordsmen in Liuyin Lane, and it is almost like a well water does not violate the river water. The people who come here either have great skills, or they want Fucheng to find him a job.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Fucheng put the gold on the table back into the bamboo basket, covered it tightly with a floral cloth, and then opened the door.

The three people standing closest to the gate of Fucheng were the three people who had the worst trouble in Liuyin Lane.

The person dressed as a scholar is Song Xiaochuan. He is not a swordsman scholar, but an ordinary nerd. He is very incongruous among the swordsmen in Liuyin Lane.Song Xiaochuan's body is weak, and he stutters a little when he is anxious, and he looks like he can be bullied.His family is next door to Fucheng, and after several years of examination, he failed to pass the examination for scholar. Instead, he lived in Liuyin Lane, mixing with a group of high-ranking and low-level swordsmen.You probably can’t let him go out to fight, but he is extremely meticulous in making things. If you say he is a scholar, if you give him a look, he can imitate you. In the early years when he had no money, he would He used to imitate the banknotes of Datong Yinzhuang, but he was timid. After being caught once, he was almost beaten to death. Fortunately, Fucheng passed by and caught a handful, but Song Xiaochuan never did such stealthy activities again.Fucheng felt that Song Xiaochuan's ability to live in Liuyin Lane for so long was a bit of a miracle.

Yan Shaokang is a wild doctor. He is proficient in medical skills, but he is even better at using poison. Fucheng couldn't figure out why a person like him would be reduced to Liuyin Lane.This person had been kind to Fucheng for saving his life.Yan Shaokang has a smell of medicine all year round.His face is actually quite handsome, but he has a straight face, like a zombie crawling out of an ancient tomb.

The last person is Fang Hai. Fang Hai's appearance is very common in Liuyin Lane. He has a square face, wide cheeks, two very thick eyebrows, and a fierce face, as if the words "I have a knife" are carved on his face. Same.He is fast but has a single-minded mind, and is often played by other swordsmen.In the past, he was very dissatisfied with Fucheng's way of doing things, and then the two of them got into a fight and they were overwhelmed.

The three of them waited outside the door for a long time, and finally waited for Fucheng to open the door. They were somewhat relieved, and laughed so much that they called the boss.

Fucheng is not their boss, but if you want to hang out in one place, you need to have friends. Fucheng's martial arts are good, and he usually helps these unlucky guys.

Song Xiaochuan congratulated and said, "Boss has made a fortune."

Fucheng smiled wryly, but did not speak.

After everyone was seated, Fu Cheng lifted the floral cloth on the bamboo basket and said, "I have a tricky business here."

Song Xiaochuan and Fang Hai stared straight at the gold bars. In Liuyin Lane, money and life are linked together. There is no such thing as a pie-in-the-sky business. Businesses with more money also have more risks.

Fucheng looked at the few people who were obviously dumbfounded by the deal, and carefully explained the woman's affairs.After Song Xiaochuan and Fang Hai were still silent, only Yan Shaokang asked: "Tell me about her needles."

Fucheng thought for a while, and gestured while talking: "The needle is a bit different, it is more than three inches long."

Yan Shaokang's expression changed slightly, "Did you smell anything at that time?"

"Smell?" Fucheng was confused for a while, he didn't care about the smell at all, "It smells good?"

Yan Shaokang said unhappily, "I didn't ask you if it smells good, what kind of fragrance is it?"

When Fu Cheng was in distress, Jin Ling, who had been listening by the side, suddenly interrupted, "I know, it's the fragrance of plum blossoms, sweet."

"Plum Blossom Fragrance..." Yan Shaokang pondered for a while, and said, "It's the blood shadow thirteen mothers of the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan, it can't be wrong."

Fucheng asked: "How do you know?" Fucheng frowned. If the mysterious woman was really from the Tang Sect, it would be a big trouble. After the eradication, he hadn't seen many famous sects.

Yan Shaokang is an expert at using poison, and he also dabbled in hidden weapons. He explained: "Concealed weapons, the more delicate they are, the better. The best silver needles are as thin as a hair, soft and tenacious, and the length is no longer than a small fingernail. Killing is invisible. The blood shadow needle is doing the opposite. The casting is going in the direction of simplicity. Three-inch long hidden weapons are rare, and they are sharper and more penetrating. It can easily penetrate the bone. The blood shadow needle is a good thing, but it requires a lot of internal strength of the needle user, and it is not a hidden weapon that can be controlled casually. Today, there are only ten people who use the blood shadow needle well, and the most famous one is It belongs to the Thirteenth Mother of Blood Shadow in Shu, her blood shadow needle is poisonous, which will affect the user to some extent, so she takes a kind of detoxification pill all year round, and this medicine has a plum blossom smell."

Fu Cheng gave a thumbs up and said, "My buddy is tall." Fu Cheng tacitly agreed that women would smell of makeup and powder, and never knew that there was such a big name in it. Yan Shaokang could understand it from just one smell. There are so many clues.Fu Cheng asked again: "How do you know she didn't pretend to be intentional?"

The characteristics of the Blood Shadow Thirteen Niangs are so obvious, if someone misleads them deliberately, it will not be difficult.

Yan Shaokang said with a stern look: "I don't know, I can only infer who it is, and whether it is a counterfeit is your problem."

After hearing this, Fucheng felt very reasonable, and smiled wryly, neither the Tang Sect nor the Xiahou Mansion was something he could afford to provoke.

Song Xiaochuan listened for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Why did the Thirteen Niangs in Sichuan come to you? Isn't the Tang Sect more reliable than the swordsman in Liuyin Lane?"

Fu Cheng shook his head and said, "Woman is a needle in the bottom of her heart, how do I know?"

Song Xiaochuan said again: "I came here specifically to find you, knowing that you can't kill people, either because of your ability, or because I want you to be a scapegoat." Song Xiaochuan glanced at the gold nuggets on the table in the middle of speaking, and said : "This money is probably your life money."

After Song Xiaochuan finished speaking, the three of them fell silent. No matter how you look at it, the second possibility is more likely.If this is a deadly deal, no one wants to get involved.Especially Song Xiaochuan, he was timid by nature, even if he was short of money, he would not dare to accept this business, not to mention hearing about Xiahou Mansion, an official family that no one can afford in Bailu City.Song Xiaochuan said, "I..."

Fu Cheng just wanted to persuade him to leave as soon as he wanted, but Yan Shaokang said abruptly: "There is also the first possibility."

What Yan Shaokang said meant that women fell in love with his ability, Fucheng laughed sarcastically: "What ability can I have?"

Yan Shaokang, Song Xiaochuan and Fang Hai stared at him together, they all knew what Yan Shaokang meant.Fucheng is out of place in Liuyin Lane. In addition to being unable to kill people, Fucheng is also a small "legend" in Liuyin Lane. The only person who survived the Battle of Shacheng was found holding the still It was an unsharpened knife, but a Neng who couldn't kill people survived the Battle of Shacheng. No one knew how he did it.

Yan Shaokang's words caused an invisible gap between the three people present. Fucheng kept silent about the Battle of Shacheng, and would take it lightly every time he chatted.

Fu Chengdao: "Why are you all staring at me? If you like to go, you can go and pull it down." The melon that is twisted is not sweet, let alone want to work together to hob the knife.

Song Xiaochuan moved his eyes away from the gold nugget. Now the gold nugget is not only unattractive in his eyes, but the golden light it emits is like poison.

Fang Hai asked, "How much did you pay?"

Brothers also need to settle accounts clearly, since they asked the price, it means that they want to know about this transaction, Fu Cheng stretched out three fingers and said: "Three gold bars per person, you don't need to follow me into the Marquis's Mansion."

The danger of not entering the Marquis' Mansion was greatly reduced, Fang Hai said without thinking, "I'll go."

"Count me in," Yan Shaokang glanced sideways at Song Xiaochuan, and said, "It's not to kill you if I ask you to make a pseudonym post." Yan Shaokang actually persuaded Song Xiaochuan?Fucheng raised his eyebrows, not to question the meaning of this sentence, Yan Shaokang has a good brain, average martial arts but a lot of heresy thoughts.But he has a cold temper, how could he be willing to get involved in this kind of weird business in Fucheng?Yan Shaokang met Fucheng's puzzled gaze and said, "I'm short of money."

Fucheng understood that the cost of precious medicinal materials was staggeringly high, and Yan Shaokang's reason was justified.

In fact, when Fucheng said that he didn't need to enter the Hou's mansion, Song Xiaochuan regretted it a bit.Now that both of them have expressed their views, he himself is a bit embarrassed.Fucheng repeatedly promised that he would only make a few documents and ultimatums, and would never expose Song Xiaochuan's existence, so Song Xiaochuan reluctantly agreed.

Yan Shaokang asked, "What do you want to do next?"

Fucheng Road: "Go to Tianxiang Tower"

Tianxianglou is the best brothel in Baihua Street, the girls are of the best quality and the information is the most well-informed.A truly smart person will not become weak-legged because of a woman's pillow talk.But there is also a group of men who are seductive and insane, with a jar of wine and a gentle township, who can't keep any secrets.You may not believe it, but the first person to inquire about the news with these prostitutes was actually the wife of the official family. The competition for favor in the house is too fierce, so let them come to this kind of romantic place to communicate.Later, there are some petty officials who want to climb the ranks, inquire about the hobbies of the adults, and give gifts to match their preferences.The old bustard of Baihualou smelled money from it, and even made a deal.Gradually, the business has become bigger, but there is not much news, and every time I ask, it is just a chance.

The old bustard huddled in the grand teacher's chair, and she held a cup of Junshan silver leaf to sip carefully, but what was served to Fucheng was tea dregs, and she didn't even look at Fucheng, "Ask the big ones?"

Fucheng looked at her very funny, she was obviously a broken kiln, but she was pretending to be a big business. "Ask the big one."

The old bustard said: "The big one is 50 taels."

Fucheng took out an ingot of gold, and threw it heavily on the table, and a deep hole was smashed into the willow wood tabletop, "I'm asking Xiahou's mansion."

The old bustard looked at Fucheng suspiciously. She just found out about Liuyin Lane. Has this kid really made a fortune?She shook her head and said, "Xiahou Mansion? That will cost more."

Fucheng was so impatient that he took out another ingot of gold, but the bustard still shook his head.

"You're almost there," Fucheng was restless and didn't have time to go around with her, so he unsheathed a knife and put it on the old bustard's fat neck, he continued, "I only have so much money, do you want it or not. "

The old bustard is very confident, Huajie and Liuxiang have always been close, she will give a lot of money to the knife owner in Liuyin Lane every year, so what is Fucheng?In this line of work, she greets everyone with a smile on her face, but she only looks down on the few desperadoes in the next street.She also didn't want to talk nonsense with Fu Cheng, her tone was a bit blunt, and she looked at Fu Cheng with a little disgust, "No, sir, this money is really not enough."

Fu Cheng made a gesture, Fang Hai's blade moved forward a little bit, the tip of the blade forced a little bloodshot, he picked up the tea, saw a layer of tea foam floating inside, then put it down heavily, the teacup hit the ground with a bang On the table, "I'm not afraid to tell you that if I can't do this business, I will die. Since I am going to die, I am not afraid to drag someone to die with me."

The old bustard stared straight at him, as if thinking about the authenticity of Fu Cheng's words, his attitude relaxed a little, and said, "If you have something to say, don't you?"

This trip to Baihualou was much more rewarding than Fucheng had imagined. He didn't expect to get so many useful things, but he seemed to catch up with all the good things in the world.Coincidentally, the guest who came to Baihualou last night was the guard of Xiahou Mansion. After drinking, he made a slip of the tongue and boasted to Meiji that he was going to be promoted. He got a heavy duty and escorted ten boxes into Xiahou Mansion. , he couldn't possibly know.

Fucheng was not happy at all when he got the news.He doesn't believe in fate very much, the more he doubts things that are too easy to get, and the clues seem to be sent to him one after another by coincidence, which makes him even more headache.He is like a headless fly stuck on a spider web, spinning around without a clue, getting stuck on the spider web more and more tightly, waiting for the spider king to come to close the web and enjoy the results.In fact, his instincts were right.