Sealing Sword Chapter 4: Changes

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Since ancient times, righteous and evil do not exist at the same time. People in the rivers and lakes have seen the righteous and evil sects very clearly, but there will always be people who will cross the Chu River and Han boundaries, stepping on the bottom line of the secular to live themselves into the thorns of a big lala.

Some were pulled out and crushed cleanly, and some were rooted in flesh until it was unfathomable.

Most of the former are grasses with hearts lower than the sky, hands lower than feet, Sora has the ambition to eat swan meat, and he will only jump in the puddle all his life. At best, he will add something to those famous sects without pain. The trouble of itching has never been put in the eyes, and the world is so big that it can't bear these clowns who are eating and waiting to die.

And in this bottomless quagmire of rivers and lakes, there are too few who can be regarded as the latter. They are too few to look at the world, and only a big thorn like the Baiguimen grows upright, not only black and white, good and evil The two accounted for the two, behaved at will, not afraid of causing trouble, and better at solving troubles.

No one knows how many people are on the rivers and lakes, and naturally no one knows how many "ghosts" there are in Baiguimen. They have no past and can't see the future, but they hide in every dark corner of the moment, turning into prey tarsus maggots, until they die.

Intelligence news, murder secret list, medical and drug trade, hidden weapons of war... There is nothing they dare to think or do, even if there is, it is the pit in the head of the master who was smeared by tofu, and did not think about it for a while open.

Hundred ghosts have always seen shadows but not people, but there are only a few of them in the world, and Sun Minfeng, the ghost doctor, is one of them.

Healers are kind and rejuvenated. The second half of the sentence is not worthy of Sun Minfeng's high-level medical skills that dared to fight against ghosts and gods. The first half of the sentence is basically insulting these four words when it is placed on him. However, those who want to see him for medical treatment are mostly eating too much bear heart and leopard gall. .

There is no other reason, the healer does not heal himself, and Sun Minfeng is suffering from a chronic illness—in his mind.

Half mad and half awake, moody.

Leaning on the railing to look out at the wind and rain, the fragrance is floating, and the pictures are silent.

Xie Wuyi took off the big cloak, and sat facing the guests in a white-bottomed gown with black stripes. His thin face wrinkled his eyebrows, his pale and blue lips curled into thin blades, not aggressive, but cold and cold: "Ghost The request made by the doctor is difficult for others."

There were two people sitting across from him. The black-clothed youth who had been looking at Ye Fusheng before was holding a tea cup and sips lightly. The old **** is on the confession. The remaining man in plain clothes looks at him in his thirties. He draws black eyebrows and eyes, and water color tracing lips. The lightness to the extreme, but when he closes his eyes and closes his lips, he exudes a trace of enchantment, as if the blue and white porcelain has a rich color. .

Sun Minfeng poured some white medicinal powder into his tea cup, holding the silver needles and stirring them one after another. The room was suddenly filled with a refreshing fragrance, as fragrant as wine, but more intoxicating than wine.

He finished the cup of strange tea with peony chewing, smashed his mouth, and said with a smile: "If it is difficult for a strong man, or sit and wait for death, I will not force you."

Xie Wuyi's hand on the corner of the table is clearly knotted, with green veins exposed, but his tone is light, "Xie can be a dead person, but can't be a waste person."

Sun Minfeng did not answer, but the black-clothed youth next to him raised his head: "I heard that the battle post from the Palace of Soul Burial, Xie Zhuangzhu did not accept it, and there is no water cut on the battle card of the winning post. The name of the villa."

Xie Wuyi has no expression on his face: "It's not worth dirtying my hands."

"So on the top post, the seat of Broken Water Villa will be vacant?" The black-clothed youth put down the tea cup and said in a playful tone, "Thank the owner, I don't know how many eyes are staring at the signboard of Broken Water Villa. , No matter you refuse to fight or be invited, every move involves a lot... Sending Miss Xue to invite ghost doctors here all the way, isn’t it the choice that Xie Zhuangzhu has already made? We don’t want much, we don’t have much water. Is the knife more important than your life?"

Xie Wuyi: "Yes."

"Then I want it even more." The black-clothed youth hooked his mouth, "Thanks to the owner, the current Broken Water Villa is waiting for you, and you can stand up to the guns and the arrows with your current remains. Is it? Broken Water Knife is more important than your life. I wonder if Broken Water Villa is more important than it?"

Xie Wuyi looked at him for a while, took the teapot and added a cup of tea for him: "This..."

"My surname is Chu, Chu Xiwei." The young man in black raised his eyebrows, slowly rubbing his fingers over the wall of the cup, "I have long heard of the name of the world's first sword, and I visited today. I know that meeting is not as famous as it is."

"There are so many people on the rivers and lakes who have fame, fished in fame, and praised them in vain as the crucian carp who crossed the river. Xie never dared to claim to be'first'." Xie Wuyi slowly laughed, the corners of his eyes lightened, and his lips curled. Bend, this man in his thirties looks quite cute, but his eyes are too cold, dark and deep, reflecting the cold gleam, like a knife that is quietly unsheathed.

"The Eighty-Two Battles of the Western Regions are famous all over the world, and the swords and swords of the martial arts will be defeated by all the heroes. Once the water was broken to save the moon and the shadows were shocked, now the moon is gone without a trace and the stunned song is sung. There is a false name on the top of the head, who dares to respect the world?" Chu Xi smiled lightly, "What I am disappointed in is that you can afford it, but you can't put it down."

Xie Wuyi squinted his eyes: "Sure enough, the master of the Hundred Ghosts knows a lot, but it is a pity that the world's affairs can't be fully controlled. The master of Chu only knows one of them and does not know the other. Easy."

Sun Minfeng drank up half a pot of tea and interjected: "The two of you who meet each other, can stop for now. We continue to talk about business, I don't know if we thank the owner for the opportunity to exchange blood with a broken water knife. , Or close the door to see the guests and the villa coexist and die?"

Xie Wuyi said: "Important things must be carefully considered."

"One, two, three, can you give a careful answer?"

"Mr. Sun," Chu Xiwei pressed his shoulder, "The battle for the front will begin seven days later. Thanks to the owner, we are more anxious than us, why bother with this moment?"

Sun Minfeng stopped talking, poured the tea in the cup into his mouth and chewed, Xie Wuyi stood up and said: "I will give a reply tomorrow. Chanyi, take the distinguished guests to Songtaoyuan."

At this time, someone ran up embarrassedly and whispered a few words to Xue Chanyi who had been waiting outside the door, Miss Xue's face was already angry.

Xue Chanyi sighed and signaled the housekeeper to take the guests away, then walked to Xie Wuyi's side, in a hurried tone: "Master, someone broke into the Lingbo Building and stole the broken water knife. Now he is being chased by the nursing home.' Wanghaichao'near!"

With a crisp sound, the tea cup smashed to the ground, and Xie Wuyi's eyebrows instantly became cold.

Guyang City is a mountain city, surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing water. There are countless valleys and wild forests. Although the scenery of Broken Water Villa is no longer present, the skinny camel is also bigger than the horse. It is located in a remote part of the east of the city. In addition to the villa itself, there are mountains that stretch for more than ten miles behind it. The area is very vast. If you walk in the market, step back and let go of the mountains and forests.

"Looking at the sea tide", a cliff at the back of the mountain of Broken Water Villa. The mountain is steep, rugged rocks, and there is a big river under the cliff. Laziness will be swept away by the undercurrent, even if the white strips fall into the water in the waves, they will flip up their belly for a while.

The water-breaking knife method is the meaning of drawing a knife to cut off the water. The momentum of the stormy sea and the long flowing water in the knife method is derived from the tide of watching the sea. It is the place where the masters of the past dynasties practiced martial arts. Therefore, it has become a forbidden place for Broken Water Villa. Every generation of the owner of the villa will bury his ashes in the river, flow along the water, and return it to the world.

The wind and rain are more urgent in the middle of the night, and the torch will be extinguished by the rain after the torch is lit for a few breaths. The guard yard of Broken Water Villa finally forced the knife-thief to the edge of the cliff. He was a man with a short hit and his hands were tight. Holding a long sword with a sheath, he kept backing away as everyone approached, suddenly a stone fell, and a cold sweat was frightened.

Can't advance or retreat, desperate.

At this time, the black lamp was blind, and Ye Fusheng, who was half-blind, was mixed like a fish. His eyes were clear in the dark, like a cat who is good at lurking. The whole person was silently hidden among the trees, even the movement of the rain hitting the leaves was more aggressive than him, and he did not disturb others at all. The tree was so tall that he could not only see the chaos ahead, but also the strange shape on the sloping cliff below.

When the Lingbo Tower had an accident, he was too lazy to take care of it. He only drove to Xie Li's yard under the leadership of his maid, but as soon as he entered, he found that the yard was quiet and the kid was gone.

The missing young owner was straining with a young and serious face, bypassing the route of people chasing and fleeing, walking along the peak, and climbing up a steep mountain wall. This mountain wall was close to the cliff, and the rugged stones blocked his tiny figure tightly. If it weren't for Ye Fusheng's strange eyes like night owls, he would really not be able to spot this rascal who knew that there were tigers in the mountains.

He can't control the affairs of Broken Water Villa, but he is trusted by others to be loyal. If something goes wrong with this child, his fame as Ye Fusheng I will have to be turned into a picture cake. It's just that although Xie Li is young, the disciple of Qinggong is really good. It's not as good as walking on this cliff, but he is barely agile and agile, just like a human gecko. In order to prevent the child from rushing to frighten him down, Ye Fusheng had to find a suitable place to nest and pay attention to his every move.

After about half a cup of tea, Xie Li finally climbed to the bottom of the cliff, but did not turn over. Instead, he stepped on a boulder and used his strength to stick himself in a hidden place.

That man was probably a thief for the first time in his life. He was more anxious and embarrassed than when a thief was caught. His face was flushed with black charcoal, and it was hard to fly with his wings, so he had to hold on to the scabbard, several times. Fall off the cliff.

Xue Chanyi finally arrived. She pursed her lips and did not speak. She raised her hand and threw it over. The man subconsciously raised her hand to block. Halfway through, she remembered that she was holding a water knife in her hand and turned around. , Shengsheng took her back with a whip.

Xue Chanyi's eyebrows are upside down: "Bold bandit, return the knife!"

The man hissed: "Tell your master to come out and speak!"

Xue Chanyi is not very atmospheric, and his long whip spins like a dragon out of water. The man gritted his teeth, the broken water knife was outrageously out of its sheath, and the long whip was wrapped around the blade, and the man just took advantage of the trend and missed Miss Xue's whip!

Ye Fusheng shook his head on the tree, and secretly said: To hit a woman, you still have to take advantage of the weapon, so it's shameless.

Lost his strength, the long whip came back shocked and drew it heavily on Xue Chanyi's hand. A bright red whip line appeared on the back of his hand, and the flesh was rolled up. She abandoned the whip, pinched the red silk on her waist with one hand, but was held on her shoulder.

"Xie is here, what can you advise?"

Ye Fusheng's original boneless body slowly sat upright. He looked at the man who appeared more and more, as if the blood all over his body was flowing back and forth. There was a bang in his head, causing severe pain in his ears and eyes. The fingers twitched unconsciously, leaving several finger pits on the trunk.

Xie Wuyi held an oil-paper umbrella and wore a light robe, strolling leisurely like a teacher. The rain was heavy, but only the **** of his clothes were wet up and down, his face was thin, and his eyes were colder than the blade.

Xue Chanyi took a step back: "Master!"

The man was caught by his aura, he almost fell back and fell directly, holding the water-breaking knife tightly. No matter how the people of the rivers and lakes have arranged Xie Wuyi in the past three years, his current look and posture reminds people of the broken water village owner who was defeated by heroes in the past, even more terrible than then.

Like a tiger with its head upright, turned into a wolf that chooses people to eat.

Xie Wuyi stood seven steps away from him and repeated: "Xie is here, what advice can you give?"

The man took a deep breath and said stiffly: "I don't dare to be a teacher, just ask the owner-why not take the battle post?"

Ye Fusheng in the dark heard such a sentence as soon as he calmed down. It was a little funny: The emperor is not in a hurry.

Xie Wuyi glanced at the man, then set his eyes on his hand and said: "You also use a knife?"

The man straightened his chest: "Yes! I am..."

"Xie is not interested in knowing which clove of garlic you are." Xie Wuyi sneered, "Taking it as a thief without telling it. Why, do you think Xie is not qualified to take the water knife if he doesn't take the lead. , So are you here to fetch a knife to fight for Xie?"

The man squeezed his neck and said: "So what? The soul burial palace is a wicked way. Everyone is punishable by it. As the owner of Broken Water, you don't want to eliminate demons and defend the way, avoid fighting and thank you. You know how many heroes are struck by this. ?"

"So shameless." A voice came from the crowd, which exactly matched the four words in Ye Fusheng's heart. It's rare to meet a friend, he gave that person a look and found that it was the visitor in black who had glimpsed before.

The master of the Hundred Ghosts doesn’t think it’s too much to see the excitement. He walked out under an umbrella, in black with narrow sleeves, handsome and aggressive, and the corners of his mouth evoke a ridiculous arc: "I see few people in the world, so shameless The behavior can also be said to be high-sounding, and I have gained a lot of knowledge, thank you for his words and deeds."

This is not very polite, but it is a pity that Chu Xiwei grew a little white face eating soft rice, and then ran into a reckless man with two or five eyes, and was immediately confused: "What are you?"

Chu Xi smiled, her eyes drooping and ghostly, everyone who saw her felt a chill in her back.

Ye Fusheng retracted his gaze and said in his heart: The old black mountain demon wearing Nie Xiaoqian's skin.

"Enough." Xie Wuyi waved his hand, his eyes flashing, "What are you going to do?"

"The soul burial palace is arrogant and has won four famous martial arts fighters, and the heroes of the right way are all indignant." The man said loudly, "Thank the owner, if you take the Duofeng post, you can make this breath for the right way of the martial arts, which proves that the water is cut off. Now that the villa is not so famous, I will return the knife to you; otherwise, I will transfer the knife to other heroes, and I will not let the funeral palace be arrogant!"

"Okay, okay, okay..." Xie Wuyi said three words with no expression on his face, and everyone around him felt cold in his neck, as if a steel knife was passing by.

The paper umbrella in his hand turned abruptly, and the raindrops swirled out and hit the man with his head and face. He immediately lowered his waist to hide. Unexpectedly, Xie Wuyi came with his palm and pointed like a knife, already close to his throat. !

The man immediately drew his knife to block, Xie Wuyi stuck his finger on the knife, but the man was shocked and retreated. He was standing on the edge of the cliff. He couldn't even make a sound at this time. The whole person fell backwards. Xie Wuyi frowned and turned his palms into claws to grab him, but the man's eyes flashed a bit of ruthlessness, abruptly hiding. Opening his hand, the man fell with a knife.

Almost at the same time, a small figure fell behind him. Xie Li kicked the man's hand away with his feet before he could let his hair go. He hooked and picked the water-breaking knife in his hand, but he was too old. I was small. I used too much energy before. This time I couldn’t stand firmly. If I didn’t climb the rock with one hand in time, I would not hang it under the cliff to make air-dried sausages, but I would fall to feed the fish.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, everyone was shocked by the accident, Xue Chanyi turned pale: "Xiao Li!"

Xie Wuyi's face changed, and he jumped down without thinking, but was pulled back by someone--Chu Xiwei jumped over him.

However, it was too late. The rock in Xie Li's hand made an overwhelming sound, and the boy's face turned pale and he fell straight down.

But now, he still holds the water-breaking knife tightly.

Chu Xiwei's hand almost caught him, only to tear off a corner of his clothes, before he could frown, a azure shadow dangled from him, so fast that he couldn't see what it was. .