Hidden Blade Chapter 104: Strange Trial

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Henghuangcheng is a huge city.

The so-called giant is not compared with the ordinary city, but compared with Chang'an in Dazhou, this city still gives people an illusion that it is insignificant.

To the east is the palace of Daxia, to the west and north are the offices of the common people and various government offices, and to the south is a huge mountain. This is a difficult thing to imagine, and in fact, Henghuangcheng is built on such a mountain.

This mountain is called Longyin, and there is a temple on the mountain. I can't say enough to come here. People who have never been here before will know that on this mountain is the national religion of Daxia-Longyin Temple. .

Compared with the three peaks of Xuanhe, Dahuan, and Chongmo occupied by Linglong Pavilion, Longyin Mountain, where Longyin Temple is located, is actually not so majestic. Ordinary believers can communicate normally, and there are many pilgrims on weekdays.

Of course, the crowd at the foot of the mountain today, whether they are pilgrims or people of good deeds, is more than ten times more than in the past.

But today, these pilgrims have no chance to go to the temple to offer incense and worship the Buddha.

Today is March 15th, a five-year competition of swordsmen. This can be regarded as one of the best events in Daxia Rivers and Lakes. The gate of Longyin Temple is closed, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter. But this is so, but it can't extinguish the enthusiasm of these people and good deeds. They surrounded the gate of Longyin Temple and they all looked forward to watching the people who entered the gate.

Those who are eligible to step into it are either big figures invited by Longyin Temple and Jianjian Pavilion to observe the ceremony, or masters of the rivers and lakes participating in this grand event.

These powers of the arena and lakes that are always on top of each other are naturally very attractive to ordinary people.

So everyone is looking forward to it from a distance. Whenever a well-known person appears, someone will report that person's name, the crowd will be rioted for a while, and there will even be people who are good. Mouth, the bet is who can finally pass the sword-bearer competition and become the new favorite of this great Xia Jianghu.

The people who open the market are mostly people who know everything about the world. Their odds are very particular. Obviously, they have done detailed research on all parties, but ordinary people even know the odds. Very few, but still can't stand the fluke in my heart, buy some, as a lottery.

"Look at that thin-born man in black with a hooked nose and two Emei thorns on his back. This guy is called Yi Qiwen. Suddenly he appeared at the Longmen Meeting and overwhelmed the heroes and won that one. The silver of the Dragon Gate Club organized by the old Confucian Du Pingce took the top spot. The level of cultivation is unknown, but even the master of the sixth stage of leaving the dust in his hands can't get through three moves."

"Look at the middle-aged man with a half-tiger head mask and a Tang knife around his waist. He is called Ke Yuan. He was also ranked first in the silver at a certain Longmen meeting. People who have seen it said This person’s sword skills are so fast that few people can see the trajectory of his sword. Before he was not well-known, he suddenly appeared, but it caused a lot of hardship to everyone at the Longmen Meeting that day."

"There is more, look at that one..."

At the foot of the mountain, Chu Qiuli dragged Yan Zhan and Fang Ziyu to babble and talk, and pointed out the people who were quite brilliant at the Longmen Meeting among the people present. The eloquent tone is like a few treasures.

Not only him, but Xue Ning, who is also unqualified, is also in this gate.

This is also different from the Longmen Club’s regulations. Everyone who is selected, whether on the bronze, silver, or gold rankings, can bring an entourage. After all, he holds the sword. People's Grand Competition, although it is not a life-and-death fight, but after all, the sword has no eyes, and the results related to success or failure are also extremely important to the monks. Which one of this kind of comparison is not to use all its strength? Naturally, wounds and bloodshed are inevitable, and it is reasonable for multiple close people to take care of him.

Xue Ning can appear here, relying on the identity of Yan Zhanjin, and Chu Qiuli can appear here, relying on Miss Fang, this Miss Fang has practiced the "Demon Swallowing Town Heaven Jue" , Her cultivation base rose sharply, and she was a jumpy person, so she simply joined in the fun and easily obtained the identity of Tong Zhi.

"Okay! You've been talking for half an hour, can't you be quiet for a while?" It's just that Fang Ziyu is not as good as Yan Zhan, and soon interrupted Ning Zhumang's chatter impatiently.

The middle-aged man closed his voice when he heard the words, and he was aggrieved like a little wife, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm not reminding you. It took a lot of effort to inquire about these news. Hundred..."

With this appearance, Yan Zhan and Xue Ning suddenly chuckled.

Unfortunately, what Chu Qiuli said was nice, but Miss Fang was very clever. When she heard this, she gave the big man a vicious look and said: "Ah!"

"My surnamed Xu and I are on the copper list, and the eldest brother Yan is on the gold list. By the way, they are all the people on the silver list. What does it have to do with us?"

These words undoubtedly hit the pain points of the middle-aged man. He was speechless and hesitated for a long time before murmured softly: "How do I know that this year this year the sword bearer is much more evil than the one on the silver board." Many of the evildoers who were unknown before, didn’t know where they suddenly popped out."

It is true that Chu Qiuli is not to blame. These days, Xu Han is not there. Although Chu Qiuli has listened to the advice of the people and did not go out to look for it, he is worried and guilty in his heart.

He wanted to help the people to do something, so he simply spent some free days in the market to inquire about news from various parties, and wanted to search for some information for everyone, so as to deal with the upcoming sword-holder competition. .

But he is not from Daxia after all. It is obviously impossible to get too detailed information when he first arrived. At least in this short one month situation, it is difficult to do it. Most of the news he got comes from the market. Rumors.

And these rumors probably have one thing in common, that is, curiosity.

For those people who were well-known before, or people who originally came from famous sects, these people naturally did not dare to be interested. Therefore, most of the people Chu Qiuli can inquire about are those who have not been known before, but suddenly shine. The characters, and coincidentally, these characters are almost all on the silver list.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man also felt a little embarrassed, but at this moment, the big man suddenly seemed to have heard something, and he slapped his forehead and said: "By the way, I also asked Dao Tong to make a list. It’s hard to say the name, but it’s said to be much younger than Osamu, but at the age of fourteen or five, those young talents have no strength to fight back. They all use one move to control the enemy, and they are said to be a monk. , But there is a little girl beside me..."

Speaking of this, Chu Qiuli, who finally said something useful in Darkness, straightened his back. He triumphantly glanced at Fang Ziyu on the side, and was about to say something, but right now Ziyu reached out and touched the shoulder of the big man, and then stretched out his finger somewhere, asking in a rather strange tone: "Is that what you said?"

The middle-aged man was a little unclear when he heard the words, but he subconsciously looked in the direction Fang Ziyu was pointing, and saw that at the gate of the mountain, a young monk with red lips and white teeth was leading a man who was about his age. , The pretty girl walked into the gate of the mountain.

"It should be." Chu Qiuli nodded and said, but his brows suddenly wrinkled. He felt that this little monk looked quite familiar, but he couldn't remember his memory for a while. He turned his head to look at Fang Ziyu on the side, but found that the expression on his face was rather heavy, he couldn't help asking: "Did we see him where?"

At this time, Fang Ziyu had no thought of fighting with Chu Qiuli. She stared straight at the little monk. After a while, she said, "More than knowing."

Perhaps Fang Ziyu’s unusual tone at this moment, or perhaps the memory fragments of the past finally rushed to his heart, Chu Qiuli's body was shocked, his face showed a look of astonishment, he pointed to the little monk , His mouth opened wide, and the exclamation was about to blur out.

Fortunately, Fangzi fisheye on the side jumped up and covered his mouth before the other party made such a shout.

So the exclamation became a strange sound, but fortunately, the mountain gate at this moment was full of people from all walks of life who came to participate in the sword-bearer competition. Such a small movement did not attract everyone's attention.

When it was confirmed that the big man had stabilized, Fang Ziyu released the hand covering Chu Qiuli's mouth, but her hand was stained with a lot of Chu Qiuli's saliva because of too much force before. The girl shook her hand with a look of disgust, as if she wanted to shake off the things on it, and then said: "Don't die! That guy is so powerful, you provoke him, what if he comes to retaliate?" /

Chu Qiuli was stunned to remember the scene where the little monk was slaughtering the Quartet in front of the mountain gate of Linglong Pavilion, so that Zhong Changhen was unable to fight back. His face suddenly appeared sad, very sad. Closed up wisely.

Fortunately, the little monk didn’t seem to spot everyone, and led the girl beside him to a place farther away from them, which relieved the hanging heart of Fang Ziyu and others. .

......

In a blink of an eye, half an hour passed, and the hour had already arrived.

People from all walks of life in the mountain gate have almost arrived, with thousands of people standing at the foot of the Longyin Temple full of people.

The expressions on Fang Ziyu and others' faces gradually became dignified over time, but not only because of the sudden appearance of the Guanglin ghost, but also because the time for the sword-bearer competition is approaching, and Xu Han still Did not come.

At this moment, they no longer had the thought of playing around, and they all looked at the outside of the mountain gate. There were crowds of people coming to see the excitement, but Xu Han was the only one to see.

Youdao means Yuanjia has a narrow road.

The group of people looked forward to seeing Xu Han, who had no more news after the farewell that day, but saw the three of Lu Houde passing through the crowd and entering the mountain gate.

Before, Xie Minyu drove the Vermillion Bird to Henghuangcheng in Henghuangcheng, and there was a lot of trouble. For this reason, there are many people from all walks of life who have come forward to criticize and criticize the generation, but with the secrets of Chixiaomen Operation, such remarks have gradually been calmed down, and only said that it was caused by the imbalance of the two sides under the fierce fighting, and not only Mr. Wei took the initiative to stop it, Xie Minyu also tried his best to control his own Vermillion Bird at high altitude. Only then did the scourge calm down.

There are many flaws in this kind of argument, but people who can see it reap the benefits, or are unwilling to offend the still-powerful Chixiao gate, so they just keep their mouths silent and keep silent about it. Those who don't understand, under the control of someone with a heart, quickly echoed this statement.

The things in the world are probably like this. You always think that you know a lot and understand a lot, but you don’t know. Everything you know is what the authority wants you to know. What you think is right is just authority. I want you to think it's right.

I was born in such a world. Even if I occasionally feel suspicious, under the wave of everyone, I will be wiped out in a flash and drift with the flow.

This is both unfortunate and lucky.

So, and because of this, when the three of Lu Houde stepped into this mountain gate, most of the people present still offered kind eyes to the three of them very politely.

No matter how dissatisfied with the Chixiaomen in the bottom of my heart, I just don't get close, or at least I don't want to offend.

A clear way to protect oneself, no matter whether it is in Jianghu or Yu Chaotang, is the best and easiest way after all.

"Huh? Why didn't you see that kid? Could it be that I was so scared that I didn't dare to come here?" Fang Ziyu and others were enough to arrive at Lu Houde and others, and the other party also noticed their presence.

I don’t know that Lu Houde, who Xu Han almost killed his head teacher that day, still has a great murderous intention for Xu Han. He is very self-righteous Jian Chi Xiaomen has encountered many troubles these days. The blame was placed on Xu Han, and seeing each other at this moment, it was natural to make a mockery.

Fang Ziyu and others were unwilling to branch out, so they turned their heads and ignored them.

"Little bitch." But Hu Man'er next to Lu Houde was more hostile to Xue Ning. She gave Xue Ning a vicious look and cursed softly in her mouth.

Such a whisper is nothing to hide from Yan Zhan’s ears. This man frowned. How could he make his sweetheart suffer this humiliation, and he was about to come forward after a meal, but the girl next to him stopped him. He pulled it back and looked at Yan Zhan with an imploring look. After all, he couldn't hold back the opponent, but stared at Hu Man'er with cold eyes, and didn't make a move after all.

When the three arrogant three walked away, Chu Qiuli looked at the backs of the three leaving with a weird expression, turned his head without a word, and asked: "Xue Ning, why do you hate so much? You? It’s like being robbed of a man..."

This was a joke. Although it was a bit inferior, Chu Qiuli had always been this temperament.

But the moment when these words were uttered, Chu Qiuli saw Xue Ning's expression change, and Yan Zhan also looked weird.

The middle-aged man's heart chuckles, isn't it right?

He stopped suddenly and fell silent, not daring to continue on this embarrassing topic.

......

Time continues to flow.

Xu Han is still missing, and the attendees of the sword-bearer competition are also beginning to be present. Naturally, the organizer of these more than ten Dragon Gate Fairs is indispensable, Li Malding, who stole the chicken and did not lose the rice. It's also in it, but looking at the smile on his face, it's not too good to think about it. As for most of the others, Fang Ziyu and others were unable to name them, and had no intention of caring.

The arrival of these people naturally indicates that it is time for the sword-bearer to kick off the curtain.

The crowd gradually calmed down. After a hundred breaths of sight, dozens of people dressed in white gowns with gold or silver or red threads embroidered on the cuffs suddenly jumped from the steps leading to the top of the mountain. Appeared and walked slowly to everyone.

The last murmur of the silent crowd at that time also dissipated, and the field suddenly became audible.

Needless to say, this group of visitors are naturally the sword-holders of the sword-holding pavilion.

Although they are wearing the same white robe, the embroidered objects on the cuffs already show their different identities.

The leader is a plump woman who looks like her in her early thirties. Her cuffs are embroidered with seven gold threads. It should be noted that these three-color swordsmen also have their own ranks, and the number of gold threads is only limited. It represents the highs and lows of these, and even the master of the Jianjian Pavilion, Xiao Yan, has only nine gold threads at the cuffs, which shows that this woman is of high rank in the Jianjian Pavilion.

She seems to be a well-known person in this great summer river and lake. She just arrived, and the big figures who were present at the ceremony took the initiative to salute her. Although the women also responded one by one, their attitude was neither humble nor overbearing. The celebrities or princes and nobles are in the eyes, only the old man dressed as a Confucian scholar is treated with respect.

After finishing this, the woman looked at the people who were waiting for Taibi who seemed to participate in Taibi~IndoMTL.com~ The woman's face turned straight, and then she said: "In the next Nan Gongjing! Thank you for your love and participation in this swordsman competition..."

A woman's voice is different from the gentle and gentle of an ordinary woman, with a little lowness that is characteristic of a man, but it does not appear weird or harsh, but has an indescribable strange charm.

She stood on the steps and explained to everyone the details of the sword-bearer competition, whether it is appearance or voice, listening to such a woman's speech is probably a very enjoyable thing.

Ke Yanzhan and his party can't take any interest in this.

Xu Han still didn't show up. They look at me and I look at you, with both worry and anxiety in their eyes.

"Did Xiaohan really give up? Or something unexpected happened?" This kind of thought inevitably came to everyone's mind, but at this moment they didn't know what to do.

And just as they were thinking about this, the Nan Gongjing finally finished her non-lengthy speech. At that time, a strange smile appeared on the woman’s face. She looked at everything. One glanced at it and said, "So now, the first round of competition will begin."

As soon as this statement fell, everyone was stunned. Most of them were naturally gearing up for the competition, but they were still at the foot of the mountain at the moment. There was no ring or specific arrangement. They did it. It is unclear how this competition should be carried out.

Therefore, their gazes at Nan Gongjing at this moment are full of all kinds of doubts without exception.

The weird smile on Nangongjing’s face was strong at that time, she patted her palms, and the team of sword-holders lined up in front of the mountain gate retreated to both sides at that time. , Leaving a five-person wide passage to everyone.

And Nan Gongjing's voice sounded at the right time: "This first round of competition is very simple."

"Mountain climbing."