Sealing Sword Chapter 149: Swords

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When Taishou Zheng woke up, there was a mess inside and outside the house.

The neck is also sore, there is a turbid qi in the chest and abdomen, the swelling temples involve the brain so that it is so painful that it wants to split, how it feels is an uncomfortable reaction after a sudden surge of alcohol, Zheng Taishou rubbed his forehead , I heard the noise outside, and his face was darker: "What are you doing outside? Come in!"

"Master!" Huang ran back crying with the corner of his skirt, followed by a guardian and servants behind him, "Sixai concubine unloaded her hairpin in the room, but was knocked out by the culprit, and woke up to see him acting sneaky. , For fear of harming the lord, and quickly shouted for someone to scare him away, you, are you OK?"

Tao Shouben was a little impatient. Hearing that, a Ji Ling came to his senses. First he remembered the thrilling conversation with "Chu Xiwei", then he subconsciously reached out his arms, and the things that had been placed next to him disappeared.

The cold sweat soaked the clothes behind Zheng Taishou.

There are not many things in his arms, one is his own token, and the other is the huge amount of silver bills received tonight while having a drink with the wealthy and powerful businessmen. At that time, he pushed the cups and changed his ambitions, so he should give them some Cheap.

However, when I went back to the house after drinking, I suddenly encountered an old friend. The emotions and panic were all over my mind. Tai Shou was able to sit firmly on the first chair in Garan City for so many years. Naturally, he was not a credulous fool. Love enters the overall situation, threats and temptations are combined, and every sentence is poked in the most obscure part of my heart. Taishou Zheng knew that there were pitfalls in the road ahead, so he was led in, so he could only think about what to do first, and then make plans later.

He didn't expect that his seemingly cautious actions have been seen through by the other party. The person took away the silver ticket and tokens. Not to mention the disclosure, he could already do too many actions in secret. If you are not careful, I am afraid To capsize the gutter.

If it is really Chu Yao, Zheng Taishou naturally has no choice; if it is not Chu Yao, he has no way out.

Seeing that his face was uncertain, Huang cried out softly: "Master..."

"Since I know there is a thief, what are you still rubbing here, hurry up!" Zheng Taishou came back to his senses, his heart was turned, and angrily said, "Give me martial law throughout the city, search from house to house, and find suspicious people Take it all for me! These desperadoes dare to move the court commander, are there really no kings?!"

"Yes!" All his men were frightened by his sudden display of momentum. After a moment of shock, they quickly bowed their heads and filed out.

Huang's body was frightened by him, but fortunately he quickly stabilized, took off an outer robe and put it on Zheng Taishou, and said with tears: "The night is cold and windy, no matter what the master wants to do, he must Take care of yourself."

The brocade covered the body to block the cold wind that poured into the room. Taishou Zheng's body was slightly warmer, and his heart was warmer. He looked down at the gentle and dignified woman beside him, and suddenly said: "Madam, you and me all these years What did you complain about?"

Huang was surprised and looked up and said: "Why does the master say this? A concubine is no more than the daughter of a humble trader, and if there is no master to pity, but to marry a vulgar person, how can you be rich today? The master has always been a concubine. Very good, the concubine only hates not having children for the master and opening up the branches and leaves for the Zheng family, nothing else."

Premier Zheng pressed the post in his heart and said: "Who did Lin'er drink with tonight?"

Zheng Lin is the only son of the Taishou Taishou. Huang thought for a while and said: "I am the son of the owner of the Qinglong Commercial Bank in the city. I have invited several wealthy businessmen and powerful sons to buy and listen to music in the Kuailv Pavilion." /

"Qinglong Commercial..." Zheng Taishou narrowed his eyes, "I remember, where is it specialized in foreign business?"

"No, no matter it is the spices from the Western Regions, the seafood from the East, even the herbs and skins from the North Man, and the silk and beads from the South, they are all first-class goods, but..."

Prince Zheng asked: "But what?"

Huang’s was a little bit ashamed, and said: "Perhaps the concubine was born in a merchant, and I always feel that the price of the things in that house is quite high. It is strange and gratifying. There is never a shortage of people who spend money. On the contrary, people were allowed to sell at high prices, and even the price of that piece of goods went up... However, I heard that in recent years, the world has been bad, and the business life has not been easy. Qinglong Commercial Bank can buy these things from foreign merchants and ship them here. Buying and selling is also a rare business method. The manpower and material resources spent on these things should not be underestimated. It is reasonable to raise the price, but it is a concubine’s opinion."

After listening to her words carefully, Taishou Zheng's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes sank. If he had been here in his early years, he would have understood that this was Zheng Changqing's angry look.

Maliciously raising prices, colluding with foreign businessmen, walking around, making friends with powerful people... Huang's wife's views are only superficial, but he peeked out more from this statement.

"I sent someone to call Lin'er back. It's almost a year of weak crown. How can I let it go if I don't know how to become a martial artist?" Zheng Taishou snorted coldly and stroked Huang's temple with only one hand. , There is little time to look after the mansion, this... you have to take care of your wife and strictly discipline."

When Mr. Huang heard the words, he bowed his head softly and replied: "The concubine knows that, tomorrow I will send someone to the city to find Mr. Wenwu, and he will definitely live up to his master's trust."

Premier Zheng nodded, then took off the sword that had been hanging on the wall for a long time and carried it out.

Huang waited for him to walk away, then turned around and walked to the piano table, stroking the strings with her hand, and it didn't make a tune. She held her breath for a while, and suddenly three soft taps came from behind the window, one long and two short.

She walked to the window, handed out the banknotes and tokens hidden in her sleeves out of the window, and lowered her voice: "Send someone to check where these banknotes came from. Anyone who is contaminated must stare at... Look for'Kun Nineteen', choose eighteen people, disperse six cities, order to follow them, and act at the right moment."

Two long and one short three taps came from outside the window. The silver ticket and token were not in the hands of the person who came in, but there was a rustle, as if a crow flew up from the black grass and trees, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. In the night.

Huang slowly sat back in front of the vanity mirror, and the candle in the room flickered, alternating bright and dark lights on her face, just as her mood was undulating at this time.

She didn't expect to see Chu Yao here, she didn't expect the other party to bring such critical information, let alone... he would make such a choice.

Believe it or don’t believe it, now it’s all an arrow on the line and she has to send it out. She would rather take the risk to start the action, and she will never tolerate the slightest mistake in this troubled autumn. Otherwise, if something happens, it will be the collapse of the country and no one can afford it. Guilt.

Huang is alert. Recently, she has noticed that someone is watching near the mansion. In order to hide her identity, she secretly ordered her subordinates not to approach anything that is not important. She also reduced her contact with them, but it is inevitable that intelligence news will come. Lag. Tonight, Chu Yao used her as a bait to lure away spyers, and Zheng Taishou was forced to the cusp of the storm and made up her mind to stand again. Now that the whole city is under martial law, her subordinates can finally let go of their hands and feet and take the opportunity to take advantage of the knife to kill these rats. Caught out from the hole and killed them all, clearing the way for the follow-up actions.

With such a scheming method, even if the shadow guard is loyal to the emperor, Huang has to admit that this anti-king son who has been separated for many years is no longer what she used to be, and she does not see her childish embarrassment when she was ordered to take someone to drive him out of the city. Shen Lenguo will never lose to his master... the leader Gu who assisted the new emperor and restarted the Shadow Guard.

Thinking of the information about the frightening **** battle, Huang sighed lightly, concealed his sorrow, and began to consider the current situation again.

If Chu Yao decides, even if the stakes of the Soul Burial Palace are not exhausted by a single net tonight, his vitality will be greatly injured. As for Taishou Taishou, she has been with him for four years, not to mention how she knows the bottom line, but she also understands it. Since this time even Chu Yao has not tested the opponent's rebelliousness, only the grievances are screaming in her chest. Integrate the relevant information of the remaining six cities to reach the sage listener, so as not to accumulate resentment into hatred, and to avoid the heart and soul of education.

Huang looked at himself in the mirror for a while, and then picked up a box of newly bought lip gloss. The color inside was as bright as a venomous snake.

The rouge was mixed with colorless and odorless poison. Although Zheng Taishou was affectionate, he was pleased. Huang originally watched him frequent the suspects, and planned to take his life unconsciously with this fetish, lest Garan The city power has fallen into the wrong hands, and now it seems that there is no need to take risks.

She pinched her lip fat in her palm and smiled in the mirror, again looking like a dignified and virtuous official lady.

Look at how Zheng Taishou moves this time. If it succeeds, everyone is happy; if it fails, with his only son in hand and Tianjing back-up, everything will be in time.

The undercurrents in the prefect’s mansion are surging, and the remote long street on the other side changes suddenly.

As soon as Wei Changjun spoke, several black shadows appeared on the roofs on both sides. He stretched his bows and arrows, aiming at the flesh and blood. Ye Fusheng and his party were few in number, and they were trapped in a heavy siege. It seemed that only Wei Changyun would order Next, they will be shot into a hornet's nest.

Ye Fusheng's gaze swept over these people quickly, and finally fixed on Wei Changyun, with an inexplicable smile: "Fourteen archers pressed into the battle, and the Lord Wei brought sixteen "hundred feet" personally to kill, but he could see Chu. There are nine people in this area. Presumably, my ghost doctor was robbed in the city a few days ago, and it was your hand."

"The people of the Hundred Ghosts are treacherous, and the master of Chu is even more praised by our palace lord. How can Wei dare to be slow?" Wei Changyun looked serious and said solemnly, "Now that the situation is compelling, Wei is unwilling to fight, as long as The Lord Truman was not involved in this matter, and took the people to leave Garan City and return to the Cavern Valley. I will never be embarrassed. Even the ghost doctor, after this, Wei Mou is willing to make compensation."

"It is said that the Master of the Xuanwu Palace of the Soul Burial Palace is a rock-solid thousand-year-old bachelor. When I saw it today, what he said was true." Ye Fusheng twitched his mouth and sneered. "You are in a hurry to let me go, and even don't hesitate to let it go. I am low, because I don’t want to make a big noise to attract the defenders in the city, exposing the conspiracy of the Soul Burial Palace in advance."

Wei Changjun said: "The Chu Sect Master is a wise man, and he must be able to make smart choices."

"It's a pity, there is no room for sand in Chu's eyes. Secondly, I hate the blocking dogs of the Soul Burial Palace." Ye Fusheng raised his chin, "I'm leaving, what's the matter with you? !"

Before the words fell, the arrow broke through the air. Ye Fusheng brought him eight hundred ghosts carefully selected by him. Four of them attacked and killed their lives. The two were good at defending and suppressing the formation, leaving two light skills. The Canon on the cover for the companions. Therefore, at the moment the arrow was shot, they did not panic, and each used it as an enemy.

The arrows are in succession, not letting Ye Fusheng's vitals go, and the arrows blocked his back and forth retreat, and half of the fourteen iron bows actually forced his life. But Wen Ye Fusheng gave a sneer, and while leaning back, the water-breaking knife was suddenly unsheathed. Turning around and turning his hand, a "walking dragon" swept out, but instead of knocking down the arrow, he turned his wrist and used it. The "Nianhua" word tactics, the inner strength is attached to the blade, driving the arrow on this side to take advantage of the trend, and then the strength shook back against the trend, and flew towards the archer on the right roof!

At the moment when the seven archers on the roof on the right evaded, the eight subordinates behind Ye Fusheng had already dispersed, and the sixteen "hundred feet" brought by Wei Changjun in pairs forcibly divided the battle.

Wei Changyun frowned, drew out the epee with his backhand, and while Ye Fusheng swept down the arrow, he caught up with the gap. The sword was as powerful as Mount Tai, and it fell on top of his head!

This sword is very heavy, but its shot is as fast as thunder. It is not awkward at all. It can be seen that Wei Changyun's internal strength is easy to do, and lifting heavy is just like idle talk. In his estimation, even if the opponent could avoid the vital point, he would definitely be hit in the shoulder by this sword, and half of his shoulder blade would have to be hit **** the spot.

He did as much as he wanted to chop up the leaf floating heavenly spirit, but the momentum was like a broken bamboo, and he kept chopping it down from the beginning--even though the sword fell, it didn't smash the flesh and blood, but just intercepted an afterimage.

Ye Fusheng took this opportunity to turn over the roof on the left side. After twenty years of hard training in "Jinghong Jue", his light skills have become incredibly fast. At this time, he is fully exerting it, even Wei Changyun also got the wrong eye. However, the short-term difference has already been decided!

The moonlight in the sky creates cold, Ye Fusheng's eyes are stunned, and the archer's silhouette is reflected in his eyes. From one to seven, from action to expression, he will remember everything.

Bows and arrows are longer than long-range attacks and shorter than melee combat. The moment Ye Fusheng came up, the seven archers here had pulled out the blades at their waists, and the seven of them spread out with one step, and gathered from three sides facing Ye Fusheng. The other seven archers across the street regained their strength to bend their bows and set their arrows. The arrows were cold against Ye Fusheng, both suppressing and threatening.

Wei Changjun also turned over, and came with both hands holding the epee. This time he didn't miss the shadow, but only a piece of clothing was cut. Ye Fusheng's people and the sword were seven steps away.

The water-breaking knife turned in his hand, like an arm like a finger, Ye Fusheng used his body technique, as if it was divided into seven, and the knife became seven. The seven people who surrounded him saw a flash of sword light at the same time, and it seemed as if the shadow of a glimpse broke the wind in a blink of an eye, unexpectedly three points faster than they were just now!

This knife is unacceptable! This thought flashed in the hearts of the seven at the same time, and they also avoided sideways at the same time. Among them, the two on the left heard a clanging sound, the blade in their hands shook, and they were disconnected from it, sparks flew everywhere.

At the same time, blood was splashing everywhere.

The remaining five people saw in horror, the two of them broke their swords, blood spurted from their necks, and two steaming heads flew up in the air, but they didn't see the hands or the killing knives.

Where is the person and where is the knife? As soon as the panic flashed through my heart, one person subconsciously looked sideways behind him. He didn't think that when he turned his head, his throat was cold. I don’t know when he got behind him, and the knife was quietly attached to his neck. This turn is the lifeblood. Sent under the knife, cold iron is bleeding.

In a blink of an eye, the three of them died. Wei Changyun finally arrived. With a glance, the remaining four recovered from their consternation. They were all scattered and killed at the same time. He also stomped into the air with his feet, and suddenly the sword fell. Shen, force Ye Fusheng Tianling!

The two swords attacked the upper body, the two blades cut both legs, one up and down to seal the retreat. Right above Wei Changyun's sword was pressing, the sword's edge had not yet reached his body, and the strong wind had already suppressed people's breath.

Ye Fusheng's clothes and hair were pressed by the strong wind and flew away. His eyes were cold. Before he was sealed off on all sides, he determined the timing. The water-breaking knife bucked the trend and went up and above his head, not only steadily receiving Wei Changyun's. With a sword, he shifted the center of gravity to his right leg, and his body turned around under the weight of a mighty force. Wei Changyun also took a round with him. Four knives came back, and they just wiped his body from his side. There were four more blood stains, but none of them hurt bones.

Ye Fusheng’s four-two shifting of a thousand catties is actually not easy. The crack spread on his right foot, and the strength of the removal is still extremely strong. Wei Changyun’s internal strength is almost the same as that of He Lianyu, so he took this sword and let him Ye Fusheng's lungs and organs were shocked, blood rushed to his throat, and he swallowed back calmly.

He avoided this rendezvous, Wei Changyun narrowed his eyes, and tried his best to suppress his life. The remaining four looked at each other, and the four swords came again from all sides, this time at the chest, abdomen, and back. Seeing it, you must pierce people through eight blood holes!

Ye Fusheng suddenly withdrew his hand at this moment.

He made the move and kept his strength. This time, he worked hard to counter the shock and escaped from Wei Changyun's suppression. At the moment of the moment, he leaned down, four knives misaligned and overlapped behind him, and Wei Changyun fell. One of his swords also hit these four knives!

Unparalleled strength shook his lungs through the blade, but Ye Fusheng didn't see the slightest lag. He interrupted the water knife and whirled out, which was the extremely murderous "horizontal wave" in the shocking sword technique!

The cutting edge of the water-breaking blade swayed in all directions like a ripple. Wei Changjun's sword was empty, and Ye Fusheng had already escaped from the net like a slippery fish. When he and Wei Changjun stood at the same time, the four talents stood in the middle. After recovering, he lowered his head subconsciously and saw the deep blood in his abdomen.

"Hengbo" killed four people with a single stab, and the belly was already soft. This time, it was like cutting four pieces of tofu, the knife was smooth and unrolled, but the blood couldn't stop, and people fell down!

Ye Fusheng's mouth overflowed with blood, as did Wei Changyun. Both parties were in a stalemate, and one of them suddenly withdrew. Although they were shocked by internal and external forces, Ye Fusheng's unloading was timely, and Wei Changyun's strength was not vented and the shock came back, and the damage was also not light.

Wei Changjun praised three times in succession: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, Chumen is really a young hero, good swordsmanship! Good light work! Good means!"

Seeing sweat on his forehead, Ye Fusheng still stood firm. He restrained Wei Changjun, and the seven archers on the opposite side did not dare to move. The battle below was fierce. Although the number of people selected by the Hundred Ghosts was not in number. Dominant, but at this moment they were able to do well, and they were dragged on this street for a while.

The sword and the sword clashed against each other, and the two collided with each other at the same time. Ye Fusheng's left hand was tightly wrapped in his five fingers by Wei Changjun, and he heard a "creak" with great force!

The pain flashed across Ye Fusheng's face, and Wei Changyun didn't talk nonsense, and the epee took the opportunity to open the water-breaking knife and kicked him in the abdomen.

The next moment, Ye Fusheng stepped his feet to avoid the kick when he was not allowed to make it, and his body suddenly turned up. The still controlled left hand drove Wei Changjun's arm up, revealing the empty door on his chest!

At the same time, an archer on the opposite roof suddenly loosened his string, and the arrow burst out and shot Wei Changjun's chest!

This change is too shocking. But at this moment, Feng Shui turns around. Wei Changjun is restrained by Ye Fusheng, so he can only reluctantly turn around and avoid the arrow along this area. However, there is a cold chest and a **** knife tip. Seen from behind.

Ye Fusheng’s timing of this knife was too precise, and his reaction was too accurate. Even the angle of the shot was too weird. Wei Changyun was only shocked at this time. Tonight this was a trap at all, and Ye Fusheng was taking it. I made the bait myself, and finally waited until he got the bait.

With a single cut through the body, the castration continued. Although Ye Fusheng broke away with his left hand, it was already dislocated. He held the handle of the knife without changing his face, forcing Wei Changjun to retreat several steps until the corner of the roof. The latter stepped on the ridge of the roof to temporarily stabilize his body, but his chest was red with soaked clothes.

A flare rose in the distance behind him, exploding a scarlet firework in the dark night sky, and the bright light was projected down, which seemed to wash the world with blood.

Even if he doesn’t look up, Wei Changyun recognizes the fireworks. He handed the flares to his confidants before he left tonight. If there is nothing urgent, he would never light the fireworks to alarm everyone. Right now, they can only explain...they are hiding in the city. The stronghold was exposed and was destroyed.

Ye Fusheng whispered: "Qinglong Commercial Bank, now it should be surrounded by the city guards. The scattered staff may still be scattered around, but it is enough to win the Palace Master Wei... The building has been poured, and the Palace Master is a wise man. , Why bother to be stubborn? It’s not too late to be scheming with a foreign race, it’s no different from a tiger, reining in a cliff."

Wei Changjun wanted to say something, but the blade of the body, although he tried to avoid the heart, he also broke the bones and injured the lungs. At this time, the blood surged, and the blood all over his body poured into the wound. He didn't say a word. come out.

Ye Fusheng suddenly saw a ray of light in his eyes. He did not hesitate to draw a knife back, and Wei Changyun actually raised his hand and stabbed him with a sword regardless of his injuries. The distance between the two was too close. Although Ye Fusheng avoided the sword's edge, he was hit hard by the sword in his chest, and his strength entered the bone. He endured a long bite of blood and finally vomited it out.

This sweeping force made Ye Fusheng fall from the roof. Fortunately, he reacted very quickly. He took three steps to stabilize his body and looked up again. Wei Changyun had abandoned the battle and fled. A few ups and downs disappeared in the eyes of everyone. The two sides thrown in the battle and the blood stains dripping to the ground.

Ye Fusheng didn't chase, not that he didn't want to, but he couldn't catch up.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood stains at the corners of his mouth, his eyes were a little dark, his ears were also buzzing, the blood in his chest was rolling, and there was acupuncture-like pain in his brain. This was because he couldn't suppress the "you dream" after using his internal force. Toxins are eroding the limbs.

The archer who turned against the water at the critical moment with his finger on his lips, he called out a few shadows to rush into the battle, sharing the pressure of the eight ghosts, and flew by himself and fell beside Ye Fusheng, holding him. Body.

The mask was removed, and Erniang's sorrowful face was revealed. She held Ye Fusheng's arm: "Ye...Master, are you okay?"

"Send someone to chase Wei Changyun. He was pierced through my lungs by a knife. He couldn't run far, and he would see people die or corpses." Ye Fusheng barely suppressed his blood, but fortunately his delicate mask covered him. Shi was more ugly than dead.

Er Niang frowned: "Those killers in the soul-burial palace..."

"Tonight, there is no retreat for Zheng Taishou. He will be more anxious than anyone to clean up those killers. Why not take the knife to kill people?" Ye Fusheng sneered, "After this night, Garan City is temporarily safe. , If you lead someone, remember to hide the foot of the horse and don’t be a bird at this time."

Er Niang will see through at one point, nodding solemnly, and then hesitatingly ask: "Then...what about you?"

"Premier Zheng was forced to stand in line, and Mingzhu Gambling Shop had a lot of blood. If the Hundred Ghosts were too light, the follow-up would be even more troublesome." Ye Fusheng's words are not leaking, and he will talk about Chu Xiwei's entanglement and Jing Wang. The old ministry’s information was concealed, and only the interest situation was discussed. "Tomorrow morning, I will take a group of people out of the city to the border. If something goes wrong over there, no matter how much we deploy here, it will be just a trifling matter."

His voice is very soft, because the Fa doesn't spread to the six ears, and there is really no extra energy to calm down the voice. Erniang was terrified when he heard the words, and heard the dangers hidden in his words, and also heard the uncertain future of his life.

She had painted a bleak face, but she suddenly felt even more sad.

Ye Fusheng can't see a woman being sad in front of her the most. He had chest pains, but now his head hurts even more. He sighed, "Er Niang, I haven't gotten into trouble yet, so don't put on a crying face."

"The subordinates just remembered some old things." Erniang looked up at him, "My three sisters were exiled in the world when they were young, and some unruly people wanted to arrest us and sell them. The eldest sister desperately saved me and the third sister. I fell into a poisonous hand...When I see you later, she has been rotten into a pile of bones. In these years, my third sister and I have always thought of the parting day, the eldest sister struggling to stand in the back of the alley, like a nightmare can not let go."

Ye Fusheng didn't know why she talked about this, so he comforted the words: "The deceased is dead, you are living well, and she can rest in peace in the spirit of heaven."

"The subordinates are not going to chat with you about this, but..." Erniang met his eyes, her voice lowered, "Sometimes I feel that it is better to die than to survive by stepping on the life of the older sister. That person is me, or... die with her. Do you understand?"

Life and death in the world are unpredictable and misfortunes are unpredictable. Sometimes people who have passed away die to their satisfaction, but those who survived find it hard to let go. The more profound the love, the more difficult the meaning.

Ye Fusheng finally understood her off-string tone. Although there was a bit of confusion in front of her eyes, she still tried to see the woman's reddish eyes and her lips.

Suddenly there was a soft place in his heart, and he was stabbed fiercely. It was not painful, but it made him aroused, and he remembered the place he had neglected.

He was full of thoughts about the time when the poison was about to occur. It is a safe and profitable thing to trade Chu Xiwei for a safety, but from the beginning to the end, it was his self-righteous good, not standing in Chu Xiwei. To feel the position.

That person is no longer the only one who knew crying children at the beginning, he is the real master of the hundred ghosts, Chu Xiwei, who is in control, thinking about life and death.

If Chu Xiwei finally managed to escape from the ten-sided ambush of Wenchan Mountain and return to the city of Garan, and find that the isolated city is still there, and the old person is not there, what would he think?

The so-called unswerving until death is not a life-and-death exchange, but two people holding the hands of their children, forever and forever, never abandoning life or death, never changing from adversity.

Ye Fusheng took a deep breath of the cold air, and the confusion in his head slowly receded. The anxiety and paranoia that had filled his mind before were also temporarily suppressed at this moment.

"Er Niang, I understand." He smiled slightly, lifted his sleeves to wipe the blood from the knife, and looked down at the familiar face reflected by Xuebane, as if he was looking in the mirror at the one far away from the mountain city. People, "The border crossing is imperative, but I will do my best to never give up. Only when the dust settles, everyone is happy."