Sealing Sword Chapter 2: Water cut
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Xie Wuyi, the seventh-generation owner of Duan Shui Villa, is thirty-four years old and has both civil and military skills. He entered the rivers and lakes at the beginning of sixteen and went to the Western Regions for five years. After 82 battles, he had only one draw and one loss. Since then, he has become famous all over the world. After returning to the Central Plains, he followed his father to participate in the martial arts sword fair and challenged the martial arts heroes, without fail. Because of his young age, he used the sword to shock the world and ranked eighth in the hero list.
Since Xie Wuyi was twenty years old, few people came to try the knife, but three years ago, there were more people challenging him, and there were even many killers hovering around the villa, dormant and waiting. .
There is no reason for him. At that time, it was rumored that Xie Wuyi might not live long, and that the water might have been sealed in sheath since then.
Three years ago, on the first day of the first lunar month, a masked swordsman from the Western Regions made an appointment to fight Xie Wuyi on the top of Lingyun Peak. After losing, they set up a poisonous scheme to kill them. The two fell to a high cliff, and no spectators could find it. Three days later, Xie Wuyi returned with severe injuries and invited more than a dozen famous doctors from the world. They all said that the strange poison in his body is difficult to cure, and there is not much time.
Two days later, Sun Minfeng, a ghost doctor, arrived in Luoyang. After a diagnosis and treatment, he was also quite troubled. He set a time limit of seven to seven forty-nine days to try his best, but his chance of winning was only 50%.
If Xie Wuyi really has no cure, then he will never fail before he died, and he will be the best in the world forever. In addition to being happy and enmity, Jianghu people also try to fight for fame and fortune. Those who were once defeated by him, and those who were afraid of Canglan who did not dare to exceed the thunder pond, are now coming from all directions like flies, which is simply annoying.
"What happened later?" Ye Fusheng sat on the wooden board while dangling his feet, while talking to the steward in a low voice.
Xie Wuyi is still alive in the world so far. The ghost doctor who wants to come is either a magical Buddha's heart and a rejuvenation, or he is simply a street seller who sells powerful pills.
After the caravan entered the city, it was divided into two roads. Ye Fusheng and the steward carried Xue Chanyi to the east of the city. The rest of the people made an agreement with them and settled in an inn first. The steward was naturally worried that this half-blind came to drive, and while controlling the reins, answered him concisely: "I don’t know what happened later. I only know that after the forty-nine day period, Xie Wuyi is still alive, but never interacts with others. The use of force, so there are gradually rumors in the arena that although the ghost doctor saved his life, he ruined his martial arts..."
"Nonsense!" There was a sudden shout from the carriage. Miss Xue opened the door and whistled out, almost smashing the steward.
"Miss Xue, don't want to get angry. If the two of me say something inappropriate, Ye Mou will apologize to Miss first." Ye Fusheng grabbed her whip and smiled so amiably, but unfortunately Hua Cong veteran ran into it this time. Iron Tribulus, Miss Xue's willow eyebrows were upside down, and her long whip shook, she broke away from his palm, and still hit the front door of the steward.
The whistling of the wind seems to be clanging. If this whip is hardened, I don’t know if it will grow into a yin and yang face in the next life.
Ms. Xue's beautiful eyes are full of evil, and she is about to make the manager's face full of blossoms. Unexpectedly, **** slammed on her whip-holding wrist. She only felt that the muscles and bones in her wrist shook, and her hand became loose. The **** flicked across like ghosts, robbed the whip from her palm with a good time, and shook it gently, and the snake hovered back and fell in his hand obediently, as if it was just taken back from the wind. Petal flying flower.
Miss Xue didn’t even breathe before, the weapon was easily taken away. She looked at the handsome but a little desolate man Zhou in disbelief. His face was bloodless and looked like a living ghost. But there is still such an ability.
Ms. Xue is savage, but not without thinking, raised her chin, and said: "Unexpectedly, you are still a hidden master."
"The master can't talk about it, there is one of Miss Tang Tu's sinner." Ye Fusheng twisted the whip into a ball and returned it to her with both hands. His smile was still gentle and polite. "Both of me came from the north, not sure. If there is something wrong about these old things, I wonder if you can ask me for advice?"
Miss Xue sneered: "I can't talk about advice, but is it not a big mistake to chew my tongue behind my back?"
Hearing this, Ye Fusheng understood. The Miss Xue in front of him was Xue Chanyi, the only apprentice of Xie Wuyi.
Thirteen years ago, Xie Wuyi returned from the Western Regions and rescued a girl surnamed Xue in the border town, took her as a disciple, and taught her carefully. In addition to the water-cutting method passed down by the family, Lian Canglan Shi Three knives never hid privates. It's a pity that Xue Chan's clothes are not good enough, and he can only learn about 40-50% of his teacher's temperament, and the sword technique is even more ignorant. Only the whip technique can be mentioned.
Since Xie Wuyi's accident three years ago, Broken Water Villa had been swayed overnight. If Xue Chanyi hadn't turned around in time, and the old owner would barely withstand the crumbling beam, otherwise Broken Water Villa would have long ceased to exist.
Unfortunately, although her character is strong, her martial arts is far below her teacher. Now the old village owner has passed away. If Xie Wuyi really becomes a waste person, the Water Breaking Villa will sooner or later be overwhelmed by the waves.
The Broken Water Villa is located in the east of the city, the surrounding neighborhoods are quiet, almost empty alleys. The quaint manor does not look very prominent, with green roof tiles and deep walls. There is no lion in the town house at the door, only a basalt stone stele with a height of more than five feet and a width of about three feet is erected, on which the free and unrestrained handwriting is carved with a sharp blade: The world is born in my generation.
The nicks go from shallow to deep, from sharp to introverted, like a young boy who has just entered the world and gradually grows into an unfathomable senior.
Unfortunately, in only three years, the scenery of Broken Water Villa is no longer there. Only the old and the weak, women and children are lingering, holding the sign of "The World's First Sword" with their increasingly rickety backs.
At this time, the rain has stopped, and the sky is brighter. Ye Fusheng's eyes are chaotic again, and he can barely see a little outline. He simply closed his eyes and said falsely: "Miss Xue, please get out of the car. ."
Xue Chanyi snorted: "What are you doing with your eyes closed? Is it because your vision is so high that you look down on the portal of Broken Water Villa?"
Ye Fusheng smiled and did not answer, Xue Chanyi's eyes rolled: "What is your name?"
Ye Fusheng closed his eyes and stood still, speaking like a sour doctor: "A floating life is like a leaf, and a person's death is like a lamp extinguished. Floating in the lower leaf."
"People die like a lamp..." Xue Chanyi sneered, "You have never died, how do you know that death is like this?"
Ye Fusheng: "I really don't dare to conceal it. I am a wild ghost now. It is a pity that Lord Yan hates me and refuses to take it. Keeping matches, death is like blowing a lamp and pulling out wax. It couldn’t be simpler, it couldn’t be harder."
Xue Chanyi was amused by him: "Then how did you die before?"
Ye Fusheng tilted his head in her direction: "I can't think about it, I'm looking for death."
"Why do you want to open it now?"
Ye Fusheng did not expect that this eldest lady would be so interested in him, so he said: "I have promised someone, and I have to keep a breath when I die."
The steward was hanging out for a while, and couldn't help but interject: "Your children?"
"Better than."
Xue Chanyi's eyebrows are a little cold: "From all corners of the world, three religions and nine streams, which day will not die? Since ancient times, life and death have riches and wealth in the sky. If you promise, you can definitely do it?"
She was extremely rude, but Ye Fusheng laughed: "If I really die one day, I will fly over thousands of miles in the breeze and give him a dream."
Xue Chanyi's expression was dazed. At the moment, the man in charge was standing outside the car. Ye Fusheng closed his eyes tightly. Naturally, no one could see the complex and unspeakable expression on her face. The corners of her mouth moved slightly, as if laughing like crying.
After a long while, she cleaned up her expression and said with a straight face: "Ye Fusheng, I have a business I want to do with you."
The steward quietly tugged at the corners of Ye Fusheng's clothes, but unfortunately this guy was blinded by his eyes and replied with a smile: "What?"
Xue Chanyi said: "There have been many incidents in the city recently. I want to find another guard to take care of my junior brother. If you respond to me, you won't have to eat and die in this small caravan after the incident." /
The steward’s face was flushed red, and he couldn’t help but be familiar with this pretty and savage eldest lady. Ye Fusheng was quick in his hands this time, and he held his shoulders and smiled sideways: "Miss Xie Xue, it’s a pity that I just want to have enough food and clothing, and I don’t have any lofty pursuits."
Xue Chanyi said: "You and your party are all foreigners. The market of Guyang City is not clear. How easy is it to gain a foothold in a short time? Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to help the old and the weak. Think about it."
The steward's body is stagnant, and his face looks exactly like Yan Gu. Ye Fusheng turned around, fingered his eyes, patted his right leg with the other hand, a little sad: "Miss, you see my eyes blind and lame, what can I do?"
"Just as if I hired a shield, I can stand three knives and six holes anyway." Xue Chanyi shook his whip impatiently, "A word, should I or shouldn't?"
Ye Fusheng said sternly: "Don't sign the contract for sale!"
When he said this, he squeezed a coffin face, and his back was screwed unconsciously by the steward. Hearing the sound of the wind in his ear, he raised his hand to catch a silver coin.
"Take it and nod your outfit. Don't dirty my face at Broken Water Villa." Xue Chanyi got out of the car and left a sentence, "You will come to see me in three quarters, and I will tell the next person to take you in. "
Ye Fusheng shrugged, snapped his fingers lightly, broke a corner from the silver ingot, gave the rest to the steward, and jokingly said: "These days, thank the steward for your care. For your help. Don’t dare to forget, if there is an order in the future, I will go there too."
The steward held the silver, trembling with anger, and patted his shoulders continuously: "I saved you back, there is no picture, you don't have to go to the muddy water for us! Which of these people from the rivers and lakes is good The sword has no eyes, you are a blind and lame crippled man who joins in the fun, do you want to go to the sky if you don’t have enough time to climb the tree with the three-legged cat?"
Ye Fusheng: "Hey, don't be angry, what should I do if I have asthma later?"
"Fuck you bastard! Let's go to death, no one collects the corpse!" The manager hurled away from him angrily, turned his head to go straight to the car, and rode Juechen, almost ditching Ye Fusheng's muddled expression.
Ye Fusheng heard the gurgling of the carriage gradually disappeared, and he threw the silver horns in his hands for a while. His face was pale, with a pair of peach eyes under his distant brows. He looked at something romantic, but he looked cold when he was not talking. Hard, it looks a bit unpopular.
He took out a kit from the girdle, embroidered with a bunch of green bamboo on the snow-white silk cloth, the stitches were messy, and the good bamboo leaves were twisted like caterpillars, stained with some dry and black blood. I touched it carefully through the kit, and there was a square jade pendant inside.
"Qi said Wuyi? The same robe with my son. Master Wang Yuxing, repair my spear..."
He hummed a song "Qin Feng Wuyi", took the sachet back, and shook his head and left.
At this moment, the sky is getting darker, and a faint light falls on the stone tablet in front of the gate of Broken Water Villa.
The world is out of my generation, and the years are reminded as soon as I enter the world.