I will Bury the Gods Chapter 220: : Rainstorm Killing Alley

July 23rd, light rain.

Lin Shouxi followed Gong Yu to leave Guangning Temple, went down the mountain, and visited famous families in the world.

In a small pavilion sheltered from the rain, Gong Yu sat leaning against a pillar, her flower-like fingers fluctuated, and in the gap between naps, a stalk of green bamboo turned into a vigorous and dense bamboo tree in her hands. Umbrella, the umbrella is made of light gauze, as thin as a cicada's wing, and looks unbearable in heavy rain.

"Master still has such leisure and elegance?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Umbrella making is done by craftsmen, it's not in the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, how can it be called elegant?" Gong Yu twirled the bamboo umbrella in his hand and asked, "Are you in a hurry?"

"I want to see senior brothers and sisters." Lin Shouxi said frankly.

Before he came to this world, Lin Shouxi often missed them. The night when the black cliff was full of flames was still yesterday. Now, he has become the disciple of the enemy. Although there are thousands of reasons, there is always something in his heart. Bad luck.

"There is a rose flower behind that mountain." Gong Yu said suddenly.

"What?" Lin Shouxi was taken aback, and asked, "Have you been there?"

"No." Gong Yu said: "Whether I have been there or not, the rose plant is still there, so what difference does it make if I go there or not?"

Lin Shouxi understood what she meant, and retorted: "I'm not a celestial being like Master, I have to see a flower before I know if it's blooming well, otherwise, I can't feel at ease when I say Master." .”

"What does it matter to me if you don't feel at ease?" Gong Yu said contemptuously: "The Taoist gate is just to the north, if you can go, you can go anytime."

Lin Shouxi had already tried, but he couldn't leave, just like the ghost hitting the wall in Guangning Temple, no matter how he went around, he would return to Gong Yu's side, wasting time in vain.

"Your brothers and sisters will be happy only if you come to the Taoist gate in person, otherwise, even if you reunite with them, you will be just another prisoner, which will only make them more desperate."

Gong Yu's slender fingers gently stroked Ning's unbendable bamboo joints, and said, "Keep you by my side, just to remind you that you are just weak in front of me."

Lin Shouxi was silent for a long time, but he got up and cupped his fists, and calmly said: "Thank you for your advice, Master."

Outside the pavilion, the capricious sky turned gloomy again. After a few thunderclaps and restlessness, the rainwater beat on the pavilion, turning into dense noise.

It is raining heavily.

"Let's go." Gong Yu got up.

"Why don't you wait for the rain to stop?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"When the rain stopped, wouldn't this umbrella be for nothing?" Gong Yu asked back.

When Lin Shouxi was thinking, Gong Yu had already walked out of the pavilion with an umbrella.

Lin Shouxi followed her through the muddy mountain road, across the vast and misty lake, on an abandoned old boat that was deserted, Gong Yu pointed his toes on the bow of the boat, looked at the vast misty river, and bowed his head in silence , as quiet as a sculpture.

The ripples on the surface of the water are broken and round, and the fairy in white robe is hazy and cannot be reflected.

Lin Shouxi knows that water has a special meaning in the eyes of Taoists. It represents the fusion of time that embraces all things, and it is the manifestation of Tao.

"What is Master looking at?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"I'm listening." Gong Yu replied.

"Listen? What are you listening to?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Noise." Gong Yu said, "The sound of rain, thunder and thunder are all celestial charms, neither life nor death, and they are one and the same. Besides, it is noisy and harsh, can't you hear it?"

Lin Shouxi listened intently, but he heard nothing between the sky and the earth except the sound of rain.

Gong Yu stood on the bow of the boat quietly, raised her hand suddenly, and caught a rain line in the air. The rain line fell between her fingers, and it condensed in the cold, turning into a slender ice thread hanging in the air. With a twitch, the extremely resilient rain wire was bent, and at the end where the rain wire entered the water, a fat river carp was pulled out of the water and fell into the belly of the boat.

The carp writhed endlessly in the midway of the waterlogged boat.

Lin Shouxi was startled, knowing that her master didn't have the innate perception like Mu Shijing, and she definitely didn't have the power to reach the heavens like the human gods in this place. This move of hers can be called a miraculous skill.

"How did you do it?" Lin Shouxi couldn't help asking.

"Listen with your heart."

Gong Yu only said this, she touched the bow of the boat with her toes, and her movements were light, but in an instant, the broken boat tilted under the force, and it sank heavily into the water. Flying away, Lingbo landed.

It was already afternoon when we arrived at Wangxian Town, but it was raining continuously, and the sky and earth were dark, making it seem like nightfall.

Located at the foot of Tianhua Mountain, Fangxian Town is the site of the Ancient Zhen Sect.

Different from the long-established schools such as Emei Shaolin Wudang, the Guzhen Sect is a sect that emerged after the recovery of true qi. They do not believe in any gods, but believe in true qi. They regard true qi as the ultimate essence of the world , is the ultimate answer to Taoism and longevity.

In recent years, this small sect that originated in the remote mountains has grown stronger and stronger, and it has become a well-known force today. The head of the Ancient Zhen Sect is named Xing Heng, and his realm is unfathomable. The method of accepting, the technique he created is even higher than that of Hetu Luoshu.

Gong Yu was the first to come here.

Along the way, Tianlong village, fishing boats and coir raincoats are full of peaceful scenery, but when you arrive at Wangxian Town, the momentum changes suddenly.

Fangxian Town is surrounded by mountains on three sides, so the light transmission is not good, and it is even more gloomy like night in rainy days. The corners of the buildings here are sharp and thorny. , Pile up on the street, under the eaves, the doors and windows of every house are closed, the streets and alleys are empty.

"Why is there no one?" Lin Shouxi felt ominous.

"Ten days ago, I sent a letter to Gu Zhen, saying that I would come today." Gong Yu said.

"You are only challenging the Ancient Zhen sect, why are the people so afraid?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Perhaps it is the ancient Zhen sect who is afraid that I will destroy all of them." Gong Yu said.

"Doesn't Taoism have such a good reputation in martial arts?" Lin Shouxi said.

"Of course."

Gong Yu said indifferently: "The Guzhen faction has done too many things to destroy the enemy's family, so they will naturally push themselves and others, and feel fear."

"I see." Lin Shouxi nodded.

Generally speaking, when masters and apprentices walk together with umbrellas, when they arrive at the destination, it is the master who secretly tilts the umbrella, even if he is half-soaked, the disciples cannot get wet, but this pair of masters, disciples and grandchildren is just the opposite.

After half a day's journey, Lin Shouxi was wet and cold, but Gong Yu didn't even touch the rain. What's even more exasperating was that when Gong Yu put away the umbrella and asked Lin Shouxi to keep it for him, Lin Shouxi touched the umbrella surface and found that the umbrella surface was also dry.

Walk into Wangxian Town.

Gong Yu found the location of the inn with ease.

She knocked on the door three times.

After a while, the door opened a crack, and a trembling voice came from inside: "Who is..."

"Staying here." Lin Shouxi answered.

The door opened a little wider.

There are various people sitting in the inn, their origins are unknown, but all of them have weapons near them, and they all seem to be very skilled.

Before Lin Shouxi arrived, the heroes in the store were pushing cups and changing glasses, talking in a low voice. What they were discussing today was nothing more than the letter of war sent to the world by the head of the Taoist sect.

"Since the succession of the master of Taoism, she has never really made a move. Even in the battle of Heiya, the leader is her big disciple Mu Shijing. No one can say for sure how strong she is."

"Oh, I think you are being bluffed. Some masters are only masters before they make a move. The master of this sect must have controlled Mu Shijing with evil methods and used her as a blade to gain fame. Now that Mu Shijing is dead, it's time for her to reveal her true colors."

"If you're someone who is trying to catch fame, why would you dare to issue a letter of war to Zhenren Xing?"

"Maybe it's just a threat. It's past noon and there is no one. I don't think she will dare to come today."

After knocking on the door, the heroes lowered their voices. They put their hands on the weapons and looked at the handsome young man at the door.

The shop clerk was about to welcome the young man in, when he suddenly let out a strange cry, and hurriedly closed the door, Lin Shouxi grabbed the edge of the door, and immediately, the wooden door remained motionless, and Ren Xiaoer couldn't move even an inch with all his strength.

"Not welcome?"

Behind Lin Shouxi, Gong Yu's voice sounded coldly, the waiter in the shop shivered in fright, and quickly stepped aside.

The fairy wearing a fence on her head walked into the store with an indifferent appearance. All the heroes who saw this scene were all dumbfounded, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Gong Yu didn't even look at them, and went straight upstairs until her figure disappeared around the corner, and no one dared to draw a sword.

Walking into the cleaned empty room, Gong Yu half-opened the window, and sat cross-legged in a leisurely manner, looking sleepy.

"Are you meditating?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Sit and forget." Gong Yu replied.

Lin Shouxi didn't know why she didn't climb the mountain directly, and didn't ask any more questions, just sat on the side and waited quietly.

The rain-soaked clothes stuck to his body, wet and cold, Lin Shouxi didn't want to waste his energy, and planned to go to the room to change clothes, but this was the last room of the inn, small and damp, with only four walls, There is no place to change clothes at all.

Are you going to face her?

Lin Shouxi looked at her master, Gong Yu was sitting and meditating, seemingly sleeping but not sleeping, she had already picked off the fence, her blue silk and white robe was no longer concealed, her cold, proud and immortal beauty was beyond compare.

Lin Shouxi gave up after hesitation, and he followed suit.

Gradually, everything around him receded like a tide, he fell into himself, his consciousness drifted away, and he felt a sense of forgetting everything, until at a certain moment, a piano sound sounded outside the window, the sound of the piano was like a blade, cutting off his thoughts , Lin Shouxi suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the rain outside the window, and knew that someone was coming.

Gong Yu also woke up.

"I can't hold back anymore." Gong Yu chuckled.

Another zither sound came, this sound was completely different from the previous one, it was extremely light, as light as raindrops smashed on the eaves, but it sounded like it was close to the ear.

"Are you going to do something?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Gong Yu didn't answer right away, she asked a question: "What do you think people in the Jianghu compete for most of their lives?"

"Died because of low martial arts?" Lin Shouxi knew that this answer must be wrong, but he couldn't give any other answer.

"No, most of them died of strange things."

Gong Yu slowly explained: "The best martial arts in my own sect, if you really enter the martial arts, you usually don't live long, they follow the rules for too long, and they can't deal with strange moves, just like everyone has heard The story of a weak woman poisoning a martial arts master to death, but almost every day, a master dies because of it.”

Lin Shouxi nodded in agreement. Many so-called masters are really good at moves and routines, but as long as the opponent changes their moves a little bit and doesn't play cards according to common sense, he will be confused and lose the ability to deal with it.

Hearing the sound of the piano outside, he immediately understood that the Guzhen sect had also prepared a strange move to deal with the master of the Taoist sect.

"How do you think martial arts masters should break the poisoned wine brought by others?" Gong Yu asked again.

"Don't drink?"

"No, just bring an apprentice with you and help you taste the wine." Gong Yu smiled sweetly.

…

Lin Shouxi came to the waterlogged alley.

The world is sweltering and hot, the torrential rain is killing, the raindrops smashed into the narrow alley like broken lines, splashed and collided, and the white mist that flew up was like flying dust. Lin Shouxi sensed the dead silence in the streets and alleys, and his eyes wandered.

Another zither sound suddenly sounded, this is a slide note, the movement is clean and neat but the end note is long, listening to the music is like drinking tea, when the music sounds, people will involuntarily concentrate on it until the lingering sound disappears , but if the tourists are really distracted by this, the corpses should be separated before the trembling voice subsides.

Because the moment the music sounded, a wisp of rain was also driven by the sound, as if drawn by the wind, with killing intent inside, cutting towards Lin Shouxi's neck like a blade.

Lin Shouxi stretched out his hand calmly, and accurately caught the murderous rain in the rain.

The raindrops trembled at his fingertips, like a caught live fish, he just squeezed it lightly, and the raindrops shattered into pieces.

During the heavy rain, the detection of the spiritual sense was blocked and could not be transmitted too far, but Lin Shouxi still accurately determined the location of the killer.

He walked quietly through the rain to the other end of the street.

There is a mansion in front of the mansion, and there is obviously a dry mark beside the stone lion at the gate of the mansion, which means that someone has sat here before, and he just left - the killer also guessed that Lin Shouxi would come.

Lin Shouxi wanted to chase him, but behind him, there was the sound of a zither cutting through the rain, cutting towards the back of his neck.

This is an ingenious art that uses the sound of the qin to attract the celestial phenomena. The player who plays the qin may not have a high level, but this hand alone has secretly fit the Taoist rhyme.

There is more than one killer.

These killers seem to have been trained countless times. They evacuated extremely fast, and the longitudinal notes left, and then other companions in the distance performed piano skills to attract Lin Shouxi's attention. Among them, their piano sounds became more and more intensive, gradually overshadowing the heavy rain in the alley, and the whipped rainwater became a real iron whip, and leaves on both sides of the street were chopped and fell down from time to time.

Lin Shouxi stood quietly in the rain for a moment, when he heard a ripping sound, he lifted the corner of his clothes, and found that the corner of his clothes which had been soaked in the rain had also been scratched.

The torrential rain is becoming more and more intense, and the sound of the zither is becoming more and more urgent. The sound uses the rain as the medium, and the sound comes from circles. In a short time, there seem to be thousands of carps running in the narrow alleys, and silver ripples emerge. , to besiege Lin Shouxi here.

Lin Shouxi didn't change his face. He distinguished the different sounds of the piano, and suddenly raised his foot, shrinking the ground into an inch.

He appeared in front of a pavilion.

In front of the pavilion, a woman was playing the piano. She suddenly realized something, pressed the string with one hand, and hurriedly closed the window with the other. The cries of Yingying and Yanyan kept ringing out, the naked girl fled in panic or crawled on the ground, while the heavily made-up bustard strode forward and yelled at her.

Lin Shouxi couldn't take action against these innocent girls, so he could only let the killer escape without a trace.

He did feel a little tricky, it was a feeling that he couldn't use his strength, he was obviously much stronger than all the killers combined, but he had a sense of emptiness that was catching wind and shadow.

When he was at a loss, Lin Shouxi suddenly remembered the way the master on the fishing boat used the rain line to pick out the underwater carp, and he vaguely understood something.

"Listen with your heart..."

Lin Shouxi closed his eyes. He no longer regarded himself as a human being, but imagined himself as a wisp in the rain. For a while, his mind was silent, as if he had fallen asleep.

There is a real enlightenment in my heart.

——He stood in front of others and didn't say a word. To outsiders, he was quiet, but only he himself knew his noise, because no one could hear his inner voice except him. The same is true for the heaven and the earth. Only when he truly integrates into the heaven and the earth can he perceive the flow of its "blood" and hear the sound that he can't usually hear. It is the world that seems to be silent.

Boom——

The sound of heavy rain, thunder, the cries and curses of the women in the brothel... everything fell silent, only the sound of 'fish' spitting foam under the water surface.

Lin Shouxi walked into the rain again.

Standing on the ridge of the roof, he listened to the sound of the zither coming from all directions. His figure didn't move, but he stretched out his hand, rubbed a strand of rain, and pulled it lightly.

At one end of the alley, screams sounded, and the strings under the hands of an old luthier suddenly disintegrated, cutting his fingers and dripping with blood.

Lin Shouxi pulled another rain line.

In front of the government office, the female qin master who had just sat down took off the silk cloth covering the qin, played a sound, and saw the strings of the qin snapped, she was shocked and hurried to **** the blood from her finger.

These killers used rainwater as a medium to kill people with the sound of the piano, but Lin Shouxi did the opposite and fished them out one by one.

Soon, the sound of the piano will no longer be heard in the alley.

Lin Shouxi opened his eyes.

He was about to leave, but stopped again.

There is also a piano!

This piano has only one string, but its murderous aura is the heaviest.

He looked towards a certain building, and for the first time, a real murderous look appeared in his eyes.

Upstairs, a burly man stood like an iron mountain, with a long bow standing in front of him, with arrows resting on the bowstring, which was fully drawn and ready to go. He is the best archer here, with no flaws. He breathes evenly, and his eyes are fixed on the fog in front of the attic, where there is a faint figure.

The arrow leaves the string.

Amid the whistling sound, the rain curtain was pierced in an instant, and the iron arrow swept across a distance of thousands of steps in an instant, and slammed heavily on the beams of the house. Fly, the whole building collapsed.

"Dead?" The man looked at the place where the iron arrow destroyed and muttered to himself.

Then, the man's hair stood on end, because he suddenly heard a faint voice behind him: "It's a pity."

The man was stabbed to death in the neck.

He hit the floor heavily, twitched a few times and lost his breath.

Lin Shouxi stared at him quietly for a long time, with a gloomy expression, remembering something.

…

Back inside ~IndoMTL.com~ Gong Yu is still meditating.

"So long?" Gong Yu expressed dissatisfaction with his killing speed.

Lin Shouxi did not refute anything, but said: "Master, let's go up the mountain."

"Rest for a few hours before leaving." Gong Yu was not in a hurry.

"Why?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Because it is not suitable to kill people today." Gong Yu said.

"What do you say?" Lin Shouxi asked again.

"It's not auspicious for me to kill someone on a day other than my birthday." Gong Yu said.

"Today is Master's birthday?" Lin Shouxi frowned.

"No."

Gong Yu opened his eyes, and his words suddenly became soft: "Today is your birthday."