Sealing Sword Chapter 97: Dark Feather
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The so-called life and death, of course, is not the life and death of gambling customers.
After Ying Xiu said this, she got up and turned a vase on the wooden stand nearby. With only a soft sound, the seemingly tight and seamless wall opposite Ye Fusheng moved a doorway.
The full sleeves gathered up the clothes, and took a new candle to light it, with only one hand falsely quoting: "You have to change the place in the last round to be able to bet. Please come with the slave family."
After a pause, she exhaled: "If Lang Jun is timid, he can also change his gambling method, but this is the problem...you have to change one."
Ye Fusheng glanced at her, without much words, followed Yingxiu into this secret passage.
The secret road is not very long, but it bends and twists like intestines. There are many side roads along the way. If you don't pay attention, you will go astray. I don't know if I can turn myself out alive.
Ye Fusheng followed Yingshou into one of the tunnels, and it came to an end in a short time.
At the end is another secret room.
There was a person hanging in the secret room. He was hung in the air by an iron chain penetrating his shoulder blades. There were many wounds on his body, and many torture instruments on the wall were stained with blood.
This person is dying, and there is no vitality on his face, and Ye Fusheng only noticed three places——
One is the prajna tattoo on his chest, the other is the ring scar on his bald head, and the third is the weird wound on his abdomen.
The wound was only nearly three inches long. It was opened on the left abdomen. It was sutured with gut suture, and the bleeding was barely stopped by medication.
With Ye Fusheng’s eyesight, it can be seen that the blade should be a relatively delicate weapon. It is likely that a weapon such as a scimitar or hook pierced into the body, and then moved in and hooked the flesh. If it is held well, I am afraid that even the intestines can be hooked out.
A master, a rare master, and even a ruthless master.
"Lang Jun’s third question, in fact, the slave family does not know." After a pause, the beautiful eyes of the sleeves flowed, "However, there is exactly one person who can help him."
Ye Fusheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"
"Lang Jun also looks like an old world. The Prajna flowers of the Burial Palace should be known." Seeing Ye Fusheng nodding his head, Yingxiu smiled slightly, "Half a month ago, there were five sneaky people. When we came to the city of Garan, we, as earth-headed snakes, should pay more attention. Following all the way, we found that they were here to meet the monk secretly. Unfortunately, we didn’t wait for us to figure out why these things were not long-eyed. Disaster... Except for the three people who rushed to Wenchan Mountain before the incident, the remaining two were decapitated, the veins were cut open and the blood was drained, leaving a stinky skin to sink in the river, even this monk If it were not for our quick action, we would not be able to keep it."
Ye Fusheng squinted his eyes: "Who did it?"
"A young woman with a scimitar on her waist and blue hair wrapped in a blue ribbon. She looked at some alien dresses. She was unidentified. She hadn't made her face in the rivers and lakes for at least ten years." Pause, sleeves full. He said again, "We searched and determined that this monk was born in Wuxiang Temple. The son's question should be answered in his mouth... It's a pity that this bald donkey's mouth is so hard that he will not speak anyway. What we have now Things are also very limited."
Ye Fusheng said: "If this is the case, how to bet?"
Yingxiu’s lips curled up: "In the third game, if you bet on life and death, he will naturally take his life as a bet. If Lang Jun can take him out alive, he will naturally let you use the means to achieve the goal. If the gambling shop has information on this aspect again He will also be handed over to Lang Jun for compensation... However, if Lang Jun loses, this person will die tonight, and you will have to find another way for your last question."
Ye Fusheng glanced at the man and nodded: "Okay."
Before the voice fell, Yingshou turned around.
She turned around and flicked her hair. Three small needles that were as thin as a cow's hair flew out of them, and they flew straight at the monk who couldn't move. If Ye Fusheng hadn't heard clearly, she would have to wait for this person to be stabbed to death. To detect.
The small needles are extremely thin, and they are in this electric flint. Ye Fusheng only tore off his outer robe and swiped down three small needles. However, only the sound of the wind broke, and a sword penetrated his clothes. The robe pierced him.
Either retreat, or block a sword for the monk.
Of course, Ye Fusheng is not interested in blocking the sword for a monk who is suspected of colluding with the soul-burial palace, but the ready clues are in front of him, and he refuses to just lose it.
Peach Blossom's eyes were dyed with dignity, Ye Fusheng's head was on one side, and the sword blade almost wiped his face. At this moment, Ye Fusheng surrounded him with a "blind flower" and took away Yingshou's hand. Weapon.
However, at the same time, Ying Xiu supported his shoulder with one hand, and stepped on the monk's back with his strength. This person was originally suspended by an iron chain, so the pressure immediately drove the chain to rub the flesh and bones, and he made an uncontrollable scream.
Yingxiu held her hairpin in her hand and pierced it into the monk's temple!
The tip has pierced the epidermis, and a drop of blood oozes out, sliding down the monk's face with sweat.
But it can no longer enter the market.
Ye Fusheng has turned over, his legs twisted on another chain on the top wall, his body hung upside down, just intercepting his sleeves.
While holding her right hand holding the hairpin, she strangled her throat.
The murderous aura that had been suppressed before suddenly broke out at this moment, even if Ye Fusheng had no intention of targeting him, the suffocating aura that had been licking blood for a long time and the life and death tossed her was shocked.
At this moment, Yingxiu felt that if he acted rashly, he would be broken his wrist and crush his throat bone.
Ye Fusheng chuckled in a low voice: "This round should be counted as a win."
Yingxiu curled up his mouth: "If the Nujia insists on doing it, will Lang Jun kill it?"
"I am a very good person, especially to beautiful women." Ye Fusheng raised his eyes, "but I don't like people who deliberately break the rules and bad things to me. Fortunately, beautiful women are often smart and aware of current affairs. "
Yingxiu smiled: "Okay, Lang Jun won, let's go down and talk."
She took the initiative to lose the hairpin, Ye Fusheng also let go, and both of them fell to the ground.
At this moment, Yingxiu suddenly bends a finger, and uses the downward momentum to obliquely hook to the incision in the monk’s abdomen. The wound is terrible, and it is sutured with gut sutures and a golden sore. The medicine barely stopped the bleeding, and if she was struck by her force, it would burst immediately, fearing that it would never be saved.
Ye Fusheng landed one step faster than her, and it was too late to turn around.
Fortunately, he brought a knife.
With a sharp sound, the stunned hung came out of its sheath. This knife was like a white rainbow piercing the sun, and it was also slashed from bottom to top, without leaving a hand, straight to the finger of the sleeve.
Her movements are not unpleasant, but they are quicker than her.
Before the finger touched the flesh and blood, the cold blade was pressed on her finger, and the blade cut open the flesh and bones. If it weren't for her recovery in time, I am afraid the whole finger would be divided into two. .
Ying sleeve pain was extremely painful, but she changed her fingers into a palm and slapped the back of the knife. As soon as she turned her body, she came to Ye Fusheng's side, and her left sleeve flew like a blade to face him, even if the latter retreated extremely fast. The mask was blown off by the strong wind.
The blood spattered and the face towel fell.
Ying Xiu didn't care about the injured finger, just looked at Ye Fusheng's face, and then at the knife in his hand.
"Jinghong's glimpse, it really is...Hurry up." She looked at Ye Fusheng, and the corners of her mouth curled up, "After a goodbye ten years ago, I thought that Jinghong would sing her best ever since, and I didn't expect to see you again. "
While she was talking, she flicked her finger and hit the monk's sleeping acupuncture point with a finger wind, and then said: "He won't die for a while, let's talk first."
Ye Fusheng sighed: "What else can we talk about?"
Yingxiu smiled and said: "How about talking about the same as ten years ago?"
"Yingxiu, you are no longer the Oiran of the Drunken Spring House ten years ago, and I am not the Gu Xiao who played with you." Ye Fusheng took out a towel and handed it to her to wrap her wounds." After the matter is over, you take the control of'Dark Feather' and hide the rivers and lakes. I took away the'Glancing Shadows' to join the court. From then on, the well water has not violated the river water... Whether it is right or wrong, we have said nothing more."
When he said this, his sleeves turned red.
She is beautiful, even if she is a woman in her thirties, she is still more attractive than many twenty-eight-year-old girls. Now she has faded deliberately and her eyes are covered with tears, which is more pitiful than pear flowers with rain. s color.
A beautiful woman's tears and red makeup should be the fault of a man. If it was ten years ago, no matter whether she was acting or not, Gu Xiao would raise her hand to wipe her tears and coax her softly.
But now Ye Fusheng just stood there and didn't move.
Yingxiu's tears did not fall, and she endured it back.
Her voice is a bit hoarse: "But you are a descendant of Jinghong, whether it is'Glancing Shadow' or'Dark Feather', it should be yours."
Although Jinghongdao has been shocked in every generation, it has never really broken so far. Especially in the generation of Gu Zheng, because of dissatisfaction with the previous tyranny, the rebels rose up. Gu Zheng, who was meticulous in mind and excellent in methods, and the great ancestors of Chu, who were born in the army, were in trouble, and regardless of the rivers and lakes and the temples, they only did their best for the country. .
The previous dynasty struggled with the trapped beasts when the wind and rain were swaying, and coupled with the marriage relationship with foreign races outside the customs, after the rebellion uprising, while fighting stubbornly with military strength, while recruiting foreign masters and unscrupulous people from the rivers and lakes to assassinate intelligence and other activities Many rebel generals died in their hands, and even Gaozu was guarded by Gu Zheng several times to escape.
Fortunately, there are heroes in troubled times, not to mention the chaos in the temples at that time.
At that time, Gu Zheng also began to search for talented people in the world. He was very selective in his abilities and behaviors, and he had the great support of the great ancestors. Over the years, he has recruited a considerable number of forces. Because he sneaked in the dark night under the leadership of Gu Zheng, and started a secret fight with the dark guests from the previous period, and his body was like a flying feather, he was called "dark feather".
The Dark Feather suffered a lot of damage before and after, and new blood continued to join in the middle. When the previous dynasty was finally overthrown and Da Chu was established, the emperor proposed to take these people into the royal family as dark guards.
Gu Zheng dared to disregard the distinction between the world and the temple, but not all of his staff thought so.
Jianghu people were born in rivers and lakes after all. Some people, like Gu Zheng, are willing to tie their bones and blood on a royal boat, just to make oars in the stormy waves; some people do not want to be restrained by the court, just willing Banish yourself back into the three mountains and four seas.
From then on, Dark Feather was divided into two, half returned to the rivers and lakes to hide as Gu Zheng one day back to the martial arts, and half renamed "Xiaoying" and joined the court with him, becoming the sharpest sword of the emperor of Chu.
Gradually, the glimpse became famous all over the world, and Dark Feather disappeared from the legend.