The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 84: Cut the flag and scold the sword.

　　 Chapter 84, Slash the Flag and Rebuke the Sword

　　Update time: 2013-05-15

Han Fang was sitting in front of the bookcase, stroking a gold knife with a filigree diamond handle, a decorative knife with little practicality, and was thinking about when to **** it for some silver, so that the wallet would be dry. The stockade relieved his urgent brows, put down the gold wire knife, and there was an ivory mini-carved Diamond Sutra paperweight on the table. Han Fang touched the densely engraved small prints on the paperweight with his fingers and sighed heavily, starving the hero to death for a penny.

　　

　　 Han Fang lives on the upper floor of the Zhongyi Hall. You can open the window and you can see the apricot and yellow flag standing on the bluestone square. He is not like the many men in the stockade who have fallen grass for encroachment and just want to be happy. These years Always keep clean and self-contained, there is no kidnapping of women up the mountain as a tool of venting desire. I used to go down the mountain to Dazhuangzi to kill the rich and help the poor, or block the road and cut the path. All the delicate and pretty women I met were distributed to his subordinate brothers, Song Kui and Fang Dayi. The few brothers who sit in the top positions are not greedy for money. They only like to be jealous of women, and fight hard. Every time he and Zhang Xiucheng have to persuade him to settle the matter, like this time Song Kui was slashed on the court. After going to the head, the few wives and concubines he left in the stockade were not accidentally a plaything on the bed of the other brothers tonight. This is also the reason why Han Fang is unwilling to marry a wife and concubine. It is rare to be a thief and a bandit. Those who live in their twilight years, can live to half a hundred years old, is the gift of God. The stockade is in its heyday, except for those who drag the family, there must be more than two hundred brothers who can ride horses and kill people. There is no military town for hundreds of miles near the mountain. The government is not effective in suppressing the bandits. When confronting its own stockade, if you don't go to the government office and chop off the heads of the officials, you will burn a lot of incense.

　　

　　 It’s just that the stock is gone now, and there are no more than a dozen knives and horses under the able hand. Many of those who called brothers and sisters were allied by blood. Most of the dead and alive have gone to the rest of the stockades on the mountain, and all that are left are dragged by injuries. Raised in a stockade, his temper is not small. He either dislikes no new women or complains about the lack of wine and meat. Han Fang also knows that he is tired of fame. To be honest, there is only Zhang Xiucheng who is from a similar family background. It’s not terrible that the tree fell and the hunger scattered, and the tree fell and everyone pushed it to make people feel depressed. Some nearby villages that sent him under the fence to beg for food and I spare no effort to lure gold, silver and pretty women, gather a large number of people, and from time to time take my brothers to the foot of the mountain to kill a happy life. Several villages and villages that had secret contacts with Liuyi Mountain have all eliminated the old feelings. Go, those in charge are unscrupulous and never pay attention to things. Some of them even have a lot of eyebrows with government military academies and arrest warrants, pounding a lot of money into these people’s pockets, and even helping to do a job that should have been done as a errand. Many of them were stained with blood and dirty work. Not long ago, an official who had made a good relationship with Yinpingzhai paid five hundred taels of silver to privately hire a gangster from the village to send a small official with a knife and pen in the yamen to the whole family in a rural village. A few people were bloodbathed and slaughtered, and even a few young and juvenile children were not let go. It is said that they were just picked and hung on spears. Other villages licked their faces and went to Shenmen Thatched Cottage for the willingness of several stewards. Being a dog, I recognized my uncle godfather, and even a forty-something village owner who recognized a young woman in the cottage as a godmother, just because she was a concubine in the cottage. Han Fang has never been contemptuous of these things with no morality and shame, especially the collusion between officials and bandits. It is no wonder that a large loyalty village has gone to the west. It’s funny to say that the village can be scattered but not fall. It is also due to the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain. Mother, had it not been for her to have had a relationship with one of the top demon of thatched cottage for more than half a year, the rest of the large stockades must have looked at the face of the Buddha without looking at the monk's face.

　　

　　 knocked on the door twice, Zhang Xiucheng didn't need to wait until he promised, and then pushed the door in. He and Han Fang are congenial, and he is the military division who is in charge of the internal affairs of the village. There is no need to be hypocritical in the details. When Han Fang saw this confidant who had known each other for many years, his mood improved, and he shouted Zhang Xiucheng's words and smiled: "Fuling, can't sleep?"

　　

　　 Zhang Xiucheng's face was gloomy and said: "Fang Dayi and Hong Qian are fighting again, and they threatened to establish a life and death status, saying that they don’t share the same life, and ask me to write the testimony. I will ignore everyone when I am angry, so as to save trouble. ."

　　

　　Han Fang smiled and said: "For Song Kui's concubine who bought two hundred taels of silver from the brothel?"

　　

　　 Zhang Xiucheng snorted coldly, "Keeping incessantly stabs a knife in the ribs of the brother, but in the end it is not for the woman and the brother to draw the sword."

　　

　　Han Fang said guiltily: "I also know that the woman had actually hooked up with Hong Qian and should have entered his house. However, Fang Dayi was so greedy and insisted on making troubles. This good thing was broken. Zhan Li. You are in trouble, but I actually blame me. Hong Qian went to a private school for a few years in his early years. During these years, he learned a lot of medical astronomy with you, and he also has a lot of ambitions. This kid is only twenty-four and five years old. One shot to win a wife's shame, a good ancestor, if you were not grateful for your cultivation, with his ability, he would have turned to the door for a long time, exchanged for a village that has friendship with the government, and secretly exchanged the household registration, there may be no chance to make merits, and the village Everyone knows that Fang Dayi has a good relationship with me, and he also considers himself a child of the Han family, so it is Han Fang’s fault that makes it difficult for you to be a man inside and out."

　　

　　 Zhang Xiucheng's face was slightly stunned, and he waved his hand and said: "The big boss is serious. Fuling is just a pity for this family business."

　　

　　Han Fang sighed lightly: "It's going to rain, my mother wants to marry, it's a helpless mess."

　　

　　 Han Fang stood up, and came to the window with the chief counselor. The breeze was blowing, and then the bright moonlight looked at the night view of the mountains. He was a little more peaceful, and suddenly smiled: "The village woman looks like the village, no matter what the fox Meizi The face is beautiful, and it also has a local taste."

　　

　　 Zhang Xiucheng knowingly smiled and said: "Hong Qianfang and Fang Dayi are nothing but a fellow from the village. He hasn't tasted the delicacies of the mountains and the sea. Naturally, he has a lot of energy to fight for a bloodshed. You see, this is not just an invitation to come to the square. It's a match."

　　

　　Han Fang pressed his hands on the window rail, "It doesn’t matter, Fang Dayi looked rough, his thoughts were actually a bit more delicate than the Huaichun woman, he calculated the most with his stomach, and he just took the opportunity to find Hong Qian’s troubles. The stockade withered, and the third seat was hanging in the air. He wanted to sit under his **** first. Hong Qian had a good understanding and his martial arts was steadily promoted. Fang Dayi could only fight early with brute force. After a year or a half, you don’t have to compete with Hong Qian. This black cow is too smart. I don’t know that Hong Qian is not here. In fact, I have more love for incense now, and I may still rely on Hong Qian to support him in the future. That apricot and yellow flag. Fu Ling, when I look back, I will teach Fang Dayi and let him stay on his own. You also have a few words with the half-apprentice Hong Qian, we, it’s really hard to be a father and a mother again."

　　

　　 Zhang Xiucheng smiled and said: "That's good. Compared with those village owners who are grandchildren, we can at least be regarded as elders."

　　

　　 The two looked at each other and smiled.

　　

　　Zhang Xiucheng frowned and asked, "Master, what should I do with the Gusaizhou scholar named Xu Lang?"

　　

　　 Han Fang shook his head and said: "Don’t worry about it. Today’s time is different. Whether he is a scholar who is studying abroad or a spy who is deliberately dispatched by the government, we can’t afford to provoke him. If it's the latter, even if you can't provoke it, you can still hide it."

　　

　　 Zhang Xiucheng narrowed a pair of apricot eyes, murderously awe-inspiring: "No problem, the government dare to lead soldiers to kill us, without leaving a way out, just let me bring ten brave brothers to lurk into the city and kill a chicken in the backyard of these officials. Dogs don’t stay."

　　

　　 Han Fang smiled and said: "You Lei Bu Tianjun, you are not like the real Fang Wai."

　　

　　 Zhang Xiucheng's eyes were dim, and he said: "What real person is a bandit in a Taoist robe, who will only cast demons and ghosts in a pile of paper,"

　　

　　Han Fang said with regret: "It's because the village of the village is small, and there is no room for Brother Fuling to show off his talents and fists. If he could be a little bit stronger at the beginning and grow to three hundred brothers, he would have the weight to ask the important officials. , Was recruited by the imperial court, there must be six or seven officials with real power in the stream, thirty or forty officials from outside the ranks, not to mention the Jingwei strategy of Brother Fuling, only the status of the outer disciple of the moral school, how can it be? Deal with those firewood, rice, oil and salt in the stockade."

　　

　　 Zhang Xiucheng stretched out **** to twist his beard, open-minded and smiled: "Life and death have fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, I can't force it for ordinary people like me."

　　

　　 Han Fang opened his eyes suddenly, and at the same time, the Taoist blurted out: "No way, how come this demon is showing up!"

　　

　　 Han Fang glanced at the Taoist priest beside him from the corner of his eye.

　　

At the school martial arts field paved with bluestone, I don’t know when a group of people appeared. They are all rare brocade clothes on the mountain, and even if the grass bandits in the stockade wear silk and satin costumes, they will inevitably be suspected of being crowned by monkeys. This More than a dozen handsome men and beauties have a very good temperament, as if the heavenly immortals descended from the earth, making people jealous. The headed middle-aged man wore a wide-sleeved white robe and came barefoot, his face like a crown jade, without a sword, but There are several sword-bearing boys with red lips and white teeth. There are such grand scenes, needless to say, the nobles of the Shenmen Caolu on Changle Peak of Liuyi Mountain visited. When Han Fang saw Hong Qian withdraw from the field, instead of fighting with Fang Dayi, he walked towards the graceful man who looked like a prince in the world, and gave a respectful gesture. Han Fang's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. As expected, Hong Qian had secretly changed the court. , Cast the thatched cottage, Han Fang sneered, Taoist Zhang Xiucheng was furious, and yelled "Normal Barrier", his figure swept out of the window and floated down the square, Fang Dayi and a dozen other brothers from the village who watched the lively Zhailand were all as close as they were. enemy.

　　

　　 Zhang Xiucheng drew out the pine-grained mahogany sword behind him, pointed at Hong Qian, and said with grief: "Hong Qian, the stockade treats you not badly. At the beginning, you were good at killing officers and soldiers. Do such a rebellious thing?!"

　　

　　 Hong Qian made half of the master's Zhang Xiucheng speechless with a simple sentence: "People go to higher places."

　　

　　 Hong Qian continued with expressionless expression: "Yes, I told Zhongli to tell the teacher that a strange man tried to approach the Qingzhu Niang. Since the Qingzhu Niang has entered the Thatched Cottage, she should have been a thatched cottage, and died a thatched cottage. The ghost, she’s insecure, I went to talk to the fairy, what’s wrong? Master, the fairy has promised me, as long as you are willing to leave the stockade, the fairy will give you a place in the cottage, etc. Splashing the sky and glory, isn’t it what you’ve been dreaming of for so many years, Master? The apprentice kindly built a blue cloud ladder for you, what’s wrong? Immortal Master Zhongli’s trip, came along the way, and didn’t intend to care about the stockade, but just went to take it. The lives of dogs and men."

　　

　　 The dignified man stepping barefoot on the ground finally spoke, squinting his eyes and said: "I heard that the two masters in Zhongyi Village have good skills. The surname is Zhongli. But before this, Benxian will have to see if he is in the eyes of my Dharma, see how your Han Fang Bangfa has hit the thirteen border towns, and see if you Zhang Xiucheng’s swordsmanship can attract thunder, if you let Ben The immortal is greatly disappointed, this stockade will be flat tonight, and the name will be erased. This apricot and yellow flag has long made the masters of the thatched cottage uncomfortable. They walked the way for the sky and walked the wrong way, which is extremely ridiculous."

　　

　　 The man raised his head, his face in surprise.

　　

　　 At the top of the flag, stood a young man standing with a sword.

　　

　　He was very angry and smiled: "The little baby doesn't know how high the sky is, and dares to shake those little bugs in front of the immortal, Hong Qian, go to cut the flagpole."

　　

　　If you cut the flag, you would have forged a **** feud with the stockade. Hong Qian knew the importance of it, but he still gritted his teeth and slashed the flagpole.

　　

　　 did not dare to stop Hong Qian’s Zhang Xiucheng’s face in front of the Demon of Thatched Cottage.

　　

　　 Zhongyi Village is completely over~IndoMTL.com~ The flagpole crashed down and collapsed towards the center of the square, but the scholar who only dared to do the firewood with a widow at the foot of the mountain did not fall to the ground, and his figure was always straight. When the spear and the flag pole landed together, the flag pole that hit the ground swayed and was kicked out by him.

　　

　　The flagpole is used as a sword, and it shoots at the free-spirited Thatched Demon.

　　

　　 Hong Qian yelled angrily during the period and slashed a knife. He didn't want a sharp blade to slash it. Instead of breaking the flagpole, he bounced back into the knife with great strength, almost unable to hold the knife. Hong Qian staggered back a few steps in the sea of ​​anger, staring in horror, and could no longer see the trace of the weak scholar.

　　

　　 The Demon of Thatched Cottage surnamed Zhongli chuckled, stepped out, stretched out a palm and pressed it to one end of the flagpole, breaking it inch by inch.

　　

　　The demeanor of a master is undoubtedly obvious. Everyone only saw the picture that was like a broken bamboo, but did not see his footsteps slipping a few inches behind. The demon raised his breath several times, but he could not stop the signs of retreating, his eyes were already terrified. Hong Qian.

　　

　　 When he saw the young swordsman passing away in a flash, he finally couldn't bear it, and said in a deep voice: "The sword is coming!"

　　

　　 Jiantong hurriedly threw out a simple ancient sword covered with cracked ice muscle patterns.

　　

　　 In the next scene, the young man stood in front of the famous middle-aged demon in Liuyi Mountain, one hand took the ancient sword on behalf of the master, and the other hand grabbed the demon’s neck and moved towards上lifted.

　　

　　 The demon shattered a banner, and the young man twisted and broke the ancient sword in his hand.

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian stared at this fierce and flushed face, and asked coldly: "You are also worthy of a sword? Also worthy of the word'sword to come'?"