The alley is raining heavily, the narrow tank has no time to drain the water, and the cold water of the spring rain is like oil soaking the surface of the feet, which makes people uncomfortable.
In Su Su's eyes, the figure of Yushu Linfeng seemed to be hesitating whether to step into the alley, and he was wondering, only to hear a sentence that Su Gongzi couldn't stand it, and then he was hit in the neck with a hand knife, and fainted on the spot.
The blind female pianist supported Su Su, who was paralyzed, and walked to the gate of the courtyard, a burly man stood on the threshold and took Su Su, and the young woman snapped and put away the oil-paper umbrella, wanting to return it to the wooden man, but the courtyard door was closed with a bang, and it was obvious that the door was closed.
She was not annoyed by her peaceful temperament, and erected this small umbrella in the corner of the door, and the cotton bag behind her was already soaked by the rain, revealing the shape of a guqin.
When she bent down to put the umbrella quietly, she clasped the knot with two fingers, gently wiped it, and took off the cloth bag, and the moist cotton cloth stirred up a burst of rain.
At the same time, three water splashes burst out in the alley, like lotus flowers blooming, and then disappeared in the dim rain curtain.
I saw that the three flying swords of Huangtong Emei Peach Blossom were hit by an invisible qi machine, turned a few times in the rain, and then bounced back into the sleeve and disappeared into the soft armor sword sac.
The first murderous temptation came to an end.
It was also pouring rain, and the atmosphere in the courtyard was still very different, and the old master who had finished moving a few pots of orchids came to the front room, looking at the blacksmith who was carrying back Su Su, with a solemn look in his eyes.
The old master usually does not stay in the blacksmith shop, but walks quickly through the hall, but today he moved a bench to sit at the door, and the blacksmith did not speak, kicked the chair in front of the stove, put the sleeping Su Su on the chair, and then came to the door and squatted, looked back at the young man's back, and sighed.
Su Su since the old master became a well-known teacher in the north of the city, and later once the child who was beaten the board went home crying, when the butcher chopped the meat skillful man copied the guy the next day to go to the private school thatched house to beat people, as a result, the old master was beaten without the power to resist, at that time Su Su also shook his head in the private school and read the sage book, the blood was on the head, he was going to help the old master, and he was just going to help the old master, so that the old master was cut a big hole on his arm, and the butcher actually didn't expect to teach the stereotypical old pedant to see the blood, and he panicked all of a sudden, escaped from the thatched house, and later Uncle Qi, who struck iron, went to the butcher shop, but he also failed to return to the field for face and medical compensation, only to hear the lively neighbors say that the butcher saw the blacksmith and took a knife to chop on the cutting board, and Uncle Qi replied that I bought meat, so that Su Su couldn't wait to dig a hole in the ground after hearing about it.
When he was a teenager, the two old bachelors in the family also became the laughing stock of Liu Scar's gang of ploppy attacks on Su Su, and he definitely couldn't beat it, Su Su retreated to the second, every time there was a shrew lady in the nearby market to fight and scold, he squatted on the side with a bowl to watch the play, and learned a lot of spicy swearing.
But Su Su also knew that it was useless to quarrel, just like the old master could tell the truth or not be able to withstand a vulgar butcher, so he liked to listen to the legendary stories of those heroes who stepped on the snow without a trace, and also thought that if he could deal with such an amazing character in this life, even if he was beaten, it would be worth it.
In his impression, the heroes, are not the usual number of roads, not to mention standing at the highest place in the city with a sword and a sword, even if they appear in the alleys and alleys of the market, they have to stand on the roof or adobe wall to be worthy of the word master, but unfortunately there is a military camp stationed outside this town, and they have lived for more than 20 years, and even a heroic man flying around has not been able to see, a few years ago, I finally heard that there are two groups of knights on the sable platform to compete with each other, and they ran around in the early morning to enjoy the demeanor of the masters, where did they expect that a bag of melon seeds were finished, He only showed up at noon, plus more than 20 people, each holding a sword, quite like a thing, but the two who took the lead stood on the top of the sable platform without moving their hands and only moved their mouths, scolded for an hour, and even said that they would fight again next time, and they would go back to their respective homes, causing Su Su to lie on the bed for a long time after returning home.
At that time, a little bit of martial arts practice was immediately completely extinguished by a soak of urine, and I used to go to the dry riverbank with a few people of the same age every day to practice boxing, and no one was willing to mention it after that.
It's a pity that he seems to have missed a very close peak fight, and it's even more regrettable that he may not know the truth in his life, just as he doesn't know the staggering identities of the old master and the blacksmith.
There is a bush of plantain planted in the front yard, but the wall is not high, sick, the vast majority of plantains like semi-shade warm climate, this bush of yellow Ji plantain in the yard is cold-resistant, it is a few bananas that can grow in Beimang, but the water and soil in the courtyard are not good, the growth is sparse, or it is due to the bad habit of picking banana leaves to play in these years, so there is such a situation.
The sound of the wind and rain, the sound of the rain hitting the plantains, is very boring.
The burly blacksmith said in a sullen voice: "The only one who knows that we are here is Li Yishan, the poisoner of Beiliang."
The two people outside the door, the woman carrying the piano at the gate of the courtyard, and the man with the saber in the alley, are not simple, if there is only one, I can still stop it. ” The bitter wind and rain blew his beard, and the old master was unconscious, and said softly: "When I fled to the cliff where I could see the Guanyin Nunnery in the South China Sea, it was Li Yishan who personally led the troops to drive us away, and it was he who released the three of us privately.
I only said that the Xishu Kingdom Zuo has not yet reached the time to break off, I, Zhao Dingxiu, have thought about it all these years, and I don't believe it if I want to say that Li Yishan wants to help me restore the country, but no matter what calculations this strategist who is famous for his desperate plan in the Spring and Autumn Period, since the Xishu royal family has not been wiped out for the first time, then even if I, the old man, make cattle and horses for Beiliang, I will not say anything, but if I want the prince to risk his life and do something like exchanging his life for the sight of the son of heaven of the Zhao family, I will definitely not agree. ” The blacksmith was silent, and he had never thought clearly and too lazy to think about what a scholar thought.
Settled here for more than 20 years, whenever Su Shu was asleep, he was born in a family of sword casters in Xishu, and he began to cast iron swords, a sword, and cast for more than 20 years.
He couldn't think of any good name, and the old master said that this sword was called Chunqiu.
Turn off T Ads gt The old master asked in a deep voice, "When will it be baked?"
The blacksmith said angrily, "Anytime." ” The old master nodded and asked, "Most of the women who carry the piano are the demon Xue Song officials, it seems that there is a new killer list, and she is on the same list as a little girl who killed Wang Mingyin."
However, the piano master is in the heart of forbidding evil and righteousness, and the soul is full of ghosts and gods, and she is used to kill people, and she has fallen into the wrong way. ” The blacksmith surnamed Qi tugged at the corners of his mouth and did not make a sound.
The old master laughed at himself: "I know what you want to say, similar to the simple truth of collecting gold and silver in troubled times, I also understand, it is easy to produce pipa music in the past, but it is impossible to produce good piano scores, but there are still some scholarly spirits, and I can't rub sand in my eyes."
My family has been making violins for generations, and there are many national players, and the unique skills of Babao lacquer gray are probably going to break in my hands. ” The blacksmith sighed, glanced at the old master, and remembered that it seemed that the Zhao scholar in front of him had a saying that he had been invincible in the piano world for a hundred years, or that the old turtle of Huang Longshi said it himself.
It's just that now, who still has this leisure.
Outside the walls in the alley.
The blind violinist sits cross-legged, the Jiaowei guqin is placed on his knees, his left hand is suspended in the air, and a finger of his right hand is plucked on the string.
The sonorous sound instantly drowned out the sound of wind and rain.
The young swordsman standing around the corner with an umbrella finally stepped into the alley and began to run wildly.
The gray world was cut into two by this pick, and a faint silver line cut the rain curtain like tofu, and came to the waist, Xu Fengnian toe a little, and his figure jumped over the silver line.
After the water curtain broke, it was reunited, and the two walls of the alley were not so lucky, tearing out a thin and invisible groove.
The distance between the two changed from 100 paces to 80 paces.
The female pianist with a delicate doll round face was immersed in it, ignoring the man with an umbrella who rushed forward, still with her right hand, but with two fingers pressing the strings, a round.
Xu Fengnian, who visited the alley on a rainy night, narrowed his eyes, slid his palm, held the handle of the umbrella, twisted his fingers lightly, and the simple oil-paper umbrella on the umbrella surface swirled and swayed in the alley.
With a snort, the oil-paper umbrella was slid and cut by the two silver lines of the gas machine twisted rope like a solid blade, and Xu Fengnian, who had identified the trajectory in an instant, stepped out of his right hand, his toes were on the wall, and his body was tilted in the air, just avoiding the killing machine.
Seventy steps.
The woman makes a relatively cumbersome trickling gesture.
The soybean raindrops in the alley were shattered in an instant, and countless tiny potholes were blown out on the walls on both sides.
The oil-paper umbrella that had not yet hit the ground was almost crushed to powder.
Xu Fengnian's footsteps did not stop, and with a wave of his cuffs, he responded to the broken river that he realized in the face of the bison herd in the canyon.
The two majestic planes like dragons and snakes swimming in the water slammed together, and Xu Fengnian took advantage of the situation to drill through the broken rain wall stirred up in the alley, and pulled closer to sixty steps.
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The blind pianist is slender and his right hand rolls and pinches.
A particularly thick silver thread rolled and surged in front of him, swaying and sliding in the alleys and alleys, like a dragon out of the river, pounced on Xu Fengnian, who was unwilling to stop.
Another, smaller, silver-threaded snake arced through the air from behind her, splitting a thick one in the middle and shallow on the side of the wall on her left hand Gap, the first to shoot at the hunched swordsman.
In the sheath Chunlei left his hand, entangled with this silver snake, blooming a string of sparks, Xu Fengnian then five fingers into a hook, his right hand held the silver light that swam like a python fiercely, suddenly exerted force, pinched and broken, and the water splashed on the chest, it was really a beautiful scene of flowers.
Xu Fengnian's body was in shape, and the heavy rain then poured down on the blind female pianist.
Only fifty steps away.
The spring thunder was flicked by Xu Fengnian, stabbed straight into the air, cut through the sky and rain, and fell to the woman's head.
A golden strand out of the sleeve.
The face of the woman who was waiting for the rabbit tonight was as usual, and her left hand finally fell in the air, and the glissanda groaned, which was soft and peaceful before, and because of the strong sinking of the strings, it was stirring and thundering.
The spring thunder sheath and the golden wisp of the flying sword were all pulled by the cut off qi, although Xu Fengnian was regenerated and retracted by force, but at the same time he lost the opportunity, and finally had to stop and stand still, and his sleeves were rolled out, and he resisted the string silk killing machine created by the left hand of the violinist.
Acupuncture mirrors.
The mirror surface is strong, but there are thousands of needles.
After the blink of an eye, the sound of the piano stopped, Xu Fengnian looked down at his left shoulder, the blood oozed out, getting thicker and thicker, even if he was a newcomer to Donkey Kong, he couldn't stop the injury.
He somewhat understood why he was good at pointing at the Mystery Killing King Kong.
To be continued: