Chapter 183 Fighting (2 in 1)

Zheng Xiu and Cheng Xiao remained motionless.

The remaining eight people looked at each other without saying a word, and took a step forward to check the volume "Plum Blossoms Awakening the Snow".

"You don't need to worry. Since Dugu agreed to this, he will definitely keep his promise and let you all enjoy this painting together."

Dugu Xiang clapped his hands twice, and two disciples of the Dugu family moved a long wooden table, and Dugu Xiang spread the "Plum Blossoms Awakening Snow" on the long table.

“Great painting!”

Yue Chongyang calmly twirled his beard and chuckled. He touched the scroll with the fingertips of his other hand and felt the texture on it.

Zhang Daer's eyes were as wide as bells, unwilling to let go of any detail.

Others reacted much the same way.

They didn't really come to appreciate the paintings.

Until midnight.

Dugu Xiang was stunned: "Brother Zhang, how do you say this?"

The "tried" that Zheng Xiu is thinking of here does not only refer to the fake Four Seasons Chart. It is very possible that he has also tried the real Four Seasons Chart.

"Is it possible that we need to find the scenery on the scroll separately? Then we can find the location of Gong Nie's treasure house?"

But I couldn't laugh.

Zheng Xiu didn't expect Cheng Xiao to side with him for such a strange reason. So he didn't rush to "draw the ground as a prison", but looked at Dugu Xiang with a smile and said with a complicated expression: "Why should you be angry, Dugu hero?

There are not many outsiders, so I think there is no need for all of us to hide."

In the house that was gradually collapsing, Dugu Xiang had already noticed Zheng Xiu who was sneaking away with Xiao Tao. He endured the pain in his back and slashed with his sword. The long sword emitted a dazzling white light and instantly spanned several feet, slashing the upper beam of the exit.

It blocked Zheng Xiu's retreat.

But in the end, no one put their thoughts into action. They were not stupid, and they couldn't understand. There was no benefit in taking the scroll away at this time. On the contrary, it offended Hidden Sword Villa, and the gain outweighed the loss.

Xiaotao: "Yes, Master said it was a lie!"

The painting is definitely good and lifelike, but it is not the handiwork of Grandpa Gongsun.

Duguxiang walked aside, lifted the oil lamp on the candlestick, and placed the scroll above the heart of the flame in front of everyone.

Only then did the other people in the house react. At the same time, they used their skills to break through the roof and chased Xie Luohe's fleeing figure.

"Do you suspect there is something else about the material of bamboo silk paper?"

If no one left here can find the location of Gong Nie's treasure house with only two pictures of the four seasons, then what's the point of Dugu Xiang's hard work in organizing this martial arts conference?

Some special materials are added to the ink, which will reveal its shape after heating. But most of these are irreversible. Zheng Xiu just shook his head after asking the question, although Dugu Xiang did not know why he used a "fake painting" to make the ink.

But since there are no traces of the "invisible ink" on the scroll, it is obvious that Dugu Xiang must have tried it in advance.

Zhang Dayer suddenly sneered: "Dugu Daxia, you are a little unkind!"

At first, Zheng Xiu was convinced at first glance, but after taking a closer look, Zheng Xiu became more convinced.

He opened his ears and looked left and right, his eyes moving around, wondering what he was thinking.

Xie Luohe blinked at Zheng Xiu: "Not entirely."

When Zheng Xiu pulled out the Luohe pen and Dugu Xiang blocked Zheng Xiu's path with his sword, Cheng Xiao moved. Cheng Xiao took a step towards Zheng Xiu, but faced Dugu Xiang and opened his eyes.

Zheng Xiu saw that the atmosphere next to Chang's case was "hot", smiled slightly, and stepped forward to join in the fun.

Want to laugh.

"Sure enough!" Dugu Xiang caressed the "Picture of Willows and Swallows in the Spring Pond" and said with emotion: "The paper used by Gongsun Huisheng's 'Picture of the Four Seasons' is made of a kind of bamboo silk produced only in the Western Regions. Although it is called

It is invulnerable to water and fire, but it is extremely resistant to decay. It is said that paintings made on bamboo silk paper can be preserved for hundreds of years without fading."

Cheng Xiao uttered one word coldly: "Wait." After Cheng Xiao said this, he glanced at Zheng Xiu, pursed his lips, and said: "Keep waiting."

"Thank you!"

Dugu Xiang caught the "Picture of Willows and Swallows in Spring Pond" thrown by Cheng Xiao and couldn't wait to spread it out on the long desk.

Zhang Daer sneered, his whole body trembling with fat, and he stared at Dugu Xiang with narrowed eyes without any explanation.

Cheng Xiao shook his head, his expression unchanged: "He has to pay for my knife."

Dugu Xiang climbed up from the corner, feeling out of breath, waving his sleeves to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a wry smile: "What a Xie Luohe."

Everyone looked at each other.

Zheng Xiu was overjoyed: "You came back to save me?"

When Zheng Xiu and Cheng Xiao were chatting in a strange atmosphere.

Ding!

A sharp arrow shot straight at him, Dugu Xiang stood proudly on the spot, flicked the tip of his sword, and easily deflected the sharp arrow behind him.

Cheng Xiao did not regard weapons as treasures, but as "tools" that could be replaced at any time.

When the others heard this, their expressions changed drastically and they raised their weapons one after another.

"There's an assassin!"

"Dugu Daxia, you have already obtained Gongsun's calligraphy treasure, have you seen any secrets?"

Dugu Xiang calmly looked at Cheng Xiao who was waiting with his eyes closed, clasped his fists and said, "I wonder, Brother Cheng, can you borrow "Willow Swallows in Spring Pond" to take a look? Dugu guarantees it with the century-old reputation of Hidden Sword Villa..."

Yue Chongyang showed an incomprehensible expression: "There are infinite mysteries hidden in Gongsun's calligraphy, and his brushwork is exquisite. As the saying goes, every line is like a mountain. Yue dare not say that he can have a glimpse of the realm of Gongsun's painting. He can only say that he has a little understanding of it.

.As for... Yue believes that the way of painting can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, so everyone should look for opportunities!"

Dugu Xiang frowned: "You are actually in the same group?"

No one answered the previous question. The person who asked the question reacted after a moment, blushing and lowering his head, full of annoyance.

The people who stayed behind were neither mediocre nor fools. Everyone had the idea of ​​snatching away the two paintings regardless of their face, but no one dared to act rashly. Not to mention that they were now in a heavily guarded Cangjian with many masters.

In the villa, no matter who strikes first, they will be attacked by others in an instant. Cheng Xiao’s sharp knife alone is enough to kill them all. I want to think about it, but people always cherish their lives, and no one will

I would foolishly risk my life for this unclear meaning of the four seasons.

It's just that this "answer" is too superficial and no one has said it. What's more, trying to determine the location of a treasure house in the north and south of the world based on the scenery on the two scrolls is simply a fool's dream.

Dugu Xiang asked: "What do you mean by this?"

But before Dugu Xiang finished speaking, Cheng Xiao put his hand into his arms and threw the "Picture of Willow Swallows in the Spring Pond" towards Dugu Xiang.

In the yellow scroll, there is a clear pond. In March, the willow trees beside the pond are lush and the branches and leaves are whirling, reflecting colorful reflections in the pond. Smart swallows are playing among the willow leaves. Each swallow

They have different postures, whether they are spreading their wings, stroking their feathers, or playing in the water, the swallows are quite charming.

Dugu Xiang took a step back with a smile, spread his hands and said, "You are welcome." Then he silently observed everyone's reactions. When he saw the reactions of Cheng Xiao and Zheng Xiu, a faint light flashed in his eyes.

Several other people agreed and put tall hats on Dugu Xiang's head for free.

The drunkard's intention is not to drink.

Another woman's voice came from above: "Fake."

Ding ding ding ding!

Zheng Xiu is still thinking about Dugu Xiang's purpose of doing this. The reason why Xie Luohe said "the plan has changed" may be because she knew that Dugu Xiang would not show the real painting, so she changed the plan temporarily.

When Zheng Xiu saw that his way was blocked, he did not panic and took out the Luohe pen from his waist.

Cheng Xiao had a "dead face" from the beginning to the end, closing his eyes tightly and maintaining the posture of holding the black scabbard in his arms. He only moved his upper body from time to time to avoid the falling bricks and beams above, and remained unscathed.

call!

"puff!"

Eight people gathered on both sides of the long table, which seemed a bit crowded.

Recalling the scene where Cheng Xiao used a broken knife to chop down the unnamed evil master of the Purple Blood Sword, Zheng Xiu suddenly realized that it was indeed the case, and praised: "So that's how it is, it's good."

Now that Xie Luohe has taken action, his ambiguous relationship with Xie Luohe during the competition will definitely be suspected by Dugu Xiang. Thinking of this, Zheng Xiu covered Xiaotao's cherry mouth and signaled her to be silent, hoping to take Xiaotao away during the chaos.

Let’s talk about the villa.

The atmosphere was tense.

Before she finished speaking, Xie Luohe, who had transformed into Feng Bei's appearance, fell from the roof, and she turned back.

Time passes minute by minute.

"But before that, Dugu has a merciless request."

Zhang Da'er didn't believe in evil, so he touched the long table, found it empty, and then said in shock: "Have you really been robbed?"

Zheng Xiu: "By the way, I'm sorry about your knife."

Zhang Dayer cursed angrily: "Damn, what the hell did you draw!"

Only then did Zheng Xiu realize that Cheng Xiao's brief silence was not to be cool or show off, but to organize his words.

"It's not a good place to stay for a long time."
To be continued...