Xie Wuhua has been standing outside the door for a long time.?
He is not in a hurry.
Even if he is allowed to stand here for a day and a night, he will not lose his patience.
Fortunately, the person at the door didn't keep him waiting that long.
After that "long time", there were slight footsteps in the house, and then the door was opened.
The person who opened the door was a man.
He is tall, handsome, with cold eyes and an imposing manner.
The snow-white coat and the long sword at his waist are his symbols.
His cold temperament and taciturn personality are the only impressions people have of him.
"Hmph...are you finally willing to come out to see me?" Although the door was opened, Xie Wuhua still stood three steps away from the threshold, not daring to enter at all.
Hearing this, Leng Yuqiu did not reply, but silently stared at the young man with a square face in front of him.
"What? You couldn't have...not noticed someone standing outside your guest room, right?" Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Xie Wuhua tried again.
"I noticed it." Two seconds later, Leng Yuqiu finally spoke. His tone was very cold, and his words were accompanied by some slightly inconsistent and small pauses. "I noticed it as soon as you came."
"Heh..." Xie Wuhua said with a smile, "So... while I was standing outside the door, you have been hesitating in the room whether to open the door?"
"Not really." Leng Yuqiu replied.
"Oh?" Xie Wuhua didn't understand what he meant, so she used a modal particle to signal him to continue.
"I don't want to open the door, and I don't want to pay attention to you." After a breath, Leng Yuqiu added.
"Ha!" Xie Wuhua laughed again...sneered, "Then why did you open the door now?"
"I have to go to the bathroom." Leng Yuqiu's reply was concise and concise, but the key point was... there was no way to question it.
After saying these five words, he stepped forward, walked out of the room, and closed the door of the guest room behind him.
He just walked past Xie Wuhua calmly, completely ignoring the latter, and strode towards the first floor of the inn.
When his figure disappeared, Xie Wuhua was still standing.
He would not catch up and argue with Leng Yuqiu, because only scoundrels and fools in this world would stop a person who wants to go to the toilet and have some kind of debate.
Xie Wuhua is not a scoundrel, let alone a fool.
At this moment, Master Xie only felt that he had been insulted, an insult called "indifference".
Leng Yuqiu's reaction showed that... he regarded Xie Wuhua as an insignificant person, which made the latter's waiting meaningless.
Xie Wuhua wanted to be angry, but could not get angry.
Because in the process of thinking about how to explode, he suddenly realized that apart from the title of "Queen of a famous family", he really had no other reason not to be ignored.
Although Xie Wuhua has been traveling in the world for more than half a year, he has not been able to leave any achievements in the world.
How could such a person get Leng Yuqiu's attention?
Of course, the "incompetence" of the young master of the Xie family is not caused by his lack of ability... In fact, Xie Wuhua can be said to be both civil and military.
In terms of "literary", even though he is not as good at articulating words as a scholar, he can still bear the word "knowledge and wisdom". For this alone, in the world of rough men everywhere... he can be regarded as standing out from the crowd.
As for martial arts, as the eldest son and grandson of the Xie family, he naturally received the true inheritance from his ancestors. Looking at the entire martial arts world, there is probably no one who can compare with him among his peers.
However... having the ability does not necessarily mean you will achieve something.
Jianghu is a very funny place...
Here, the word "trouble" can almost be equated with "opportunity".
It is likely to bring you various losses, such as property, reputation, relatives, friends, life, etc., which may all disappear with the appearance of this word.
However, it may also bring you equal benefits...
In the world of martial arts, a person who has never been troubled or asked for trouble himself is definitely a failure...
And Xie Wuhua's embarrassing situation is that because of the name of the Xie family, many troublesome "people" and "things" will take the initiative to avoid him. And because he is always followed by an old man like Uncle Liu, many people do not go there.
The troublemakers and troublemakers who avoided him... were all managed to be fended off by Uncle Liu.
This has created the young master of the Xie family who "has been in the world for more than half a year and still has done nothing".
"Master." Not long after, Uncle Liu's familiar voice interrupted Xie Wuhua's thoughts.
Liu Xilai's loyalty and affection for the Xie family are extremely deep. He was disabled due to the tragic defeat, and he was physically destined to have no future. In addition, he had no relatives alive in the world; therefore, watching the young master of the Xie family grow up
As an older man, he has already regarded him as his own grandson. This is why... when Xie Wuhua proposed to her grandfather to "experience" in the world, the head of the old family would arrange for Uncle Liu to accompany the young master.
"Are you okay?" Uncle Liu asked with concern when the young master didn't reply.
"Not good." Xie Wuhua knew that Uncle Liu had been watching her secretly, so she was not surprised by the latter's sudden appearance.
"You shouldn't be so 'polite'." Uncle Liu also knew that the young master had been wronged, but he would never use the coaxing method to persuade the other party. He would point out the crux of the matter directly.
"Yeah..." Xie Wuhua sighed, "I don't seem to be 'qualified' to be 'polite' to him."
"Indeed not." Liu Bo said.
"You should have told me when I decided to come." Xie Wuhua said.
"At that time, I was afraid you might not understand what I meant." Uncle Liu continued.
"Hmm..." Xie Wuhua pondered for half a second, "...that's right."
"However, it's not too late to understand now..." Liu Bo said.
"Haha..." Xie Wuhua's smile returned, "Yes, it's not too late!"
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When Leng Yuqiu returned to the room, he still looked cold.
He walked in and closed the door behind him.
Regarding the fact that his door was opened and the two people sitting in the room... he acted as if he didn't see it and did not make any reaction or comment.
At this time, Xie Wuhua and Liu Xilai were sitting and drinking tea in Leng Yuqiu's room.
The tea was just delivered by the waiter, and the teapot and teacup used are also new. These were specially ordered by Liu Bo. He did not want to use the tea sets in other people's rooms, because those things may have been poisoned.
.
"We have something to ask you." This time, it was Uncle Liu who spoke first.
Leng Yuqiu ignored him, but silently returned to the bed, sat down, and assumed a meditating posture.
"Did you kill Ma Big Beard?" Even though the other party didn't respond, Xie Wuhua continued what Uncle Liu said and asked the question he wanted to ask.
Leng Yuqiu, who was meditating on the bed, simply closed his eyes at this moment.
"It's no use pretending." Xie Wuhua continued, "Even if you can hide it from everyone in the world, you can't hide it from me..." He paused, "Based on your sitting, standing, and walking postures,
And the way you breathe... I can tell that in addition to swordsmanship, you are also proficient in at least two palm skills and a set of leg skills, and you have excellent internal skills and mental skills."
"So what?" At this time, Leng Yuqiu finally spoke, but his eyes were still closed and his tone was understatement.
"Ma Dabeard's fatal injury was also the only hit on his body. It was hit half a point below the ribs." Xie Wuhua continued, "In this town, you can see that the location where the 'Double-shaped Life-Calling Palm' covers the door
There are only twenty people there; there are only ten people who can hit it with one palm in actual combat; and you... are one of these ten."
"Of course, this alone is not enough to prove that you are the murderer." The next second, Uncle Liu took over the conversation, "The real basis for us to conclude that it is you... we can be convinced that Ma Dabeard's ribs
That palm print was made by the palm of a sword wielder." He paused for half a second, "Maybe you can't notice it yourself, but the hands of people who practice different weapons and different martial arts will have various changes.
There are slight differences, such as the swordsman's tiger's mouth..."
"Liu Xilai." Suddenly, Leng Yuqiu interrupted Uncle Liu. This was the first time he joined the conversation with these two people in this way, "You don't need to tell me the details of your inferences one by one...
"His tone is still calm and his eyes are still closed. He has never denied the fact that 'I killed Ma Dabeard'."
As soon as these words came out, both Uncle Liu and Xie Wuhua were stunned. After the two looked at each other quickly, Xie Wuhua said again: "Humph... you seem quite calm now. In this case, why do you do it when you kill someone?"
Use your palm instead of your sword... to cover up?"
"Using the palm instead of the sword is not to cover up anything." Leng Yuqiu said.
"Oh? Why is that?" Xie Wuhua asked again.
"Just because he doesn't deserve to die by my sword." This was Leng Yuqiu's answer.
This answer sounded like sophistry, but when this sentence came out of Leng Yuqiu's mouth, Master Xie and Uncle Liu were instantly convinced... He was not lying.
"So... he deserves to die?" Uncle Liu did not ask the other party about the specific motive for the murder. He knew that such a question was out of bounds, so... he asked a question that sounded a bit like nonsense.
"Damn it." But Leng Yuqiu's sonorous and forceful reply made the question itself meaningful.
"Why are you taking action now and here?" Uncle Liu asked again.
"Where to do it, when to do it, and..." Leng Yuqiu paused as he said this, "Who to kill..." These five words seemed to be meant for the two people in the room.
"...It's all my freedom."
"It seems... we are meddling in other people's business." Uncle Liu was a tough guy after all. He had noticed the change in the atmosphere and quickly found a step to take the young master down with him.
"Yes." Leng Yuqiu also knew what the other party meant and replied coldly.
"Since things are like this... we can't say anything more..." Uncle Liu stood up and bowed, "I have offended you by disturbing the hero Leng, but I hope Haihan will do it."
As he was talking and doing, he winked at Master Xie next to him.
Xie Wuhua was also very sensible. She immediately stood up, cupped her fists and raised her hands towards Leng Yuqiu and said, "I'm sorry."
The two of them were being polite on the surface, but in fact their bodies and nerves were ready for the attack.
"I won't disturb your rest." Uncle Liu immediately added, "We'll take our leave now..."
"Don't leave in a hurry." Unexpectedly, at this time...Leng Yuqiu actually took the initiative to speak, "I still have something to say."
The words "I still have something to say" made Uncle Liu and Master Xie break into cold sweats...
"Master Leng...do you have any other advice?" Uncle Liu asked.
"Don't you want to know..." Leng Yuqiu continued, "Why did Ma Dabeard 'die'?"
Hearing these words, Liu Xilai's face turned pale, because his instinct had already told him what Leng Yuqiu wanted to do.
"I don't want to!" Uncle Liu almost shouted these two words.
"Because he interrupted my 'sword practice'." Leng Yuqiu seemed not to have heard and continued to speak calmly.
At this moment, Liu Xilai suddenly knelt down, his body was trembling, his voice was trembling, and his soul... was undoubtedly trembling: "Master Leng! I can listen to this alone!
Our young master is young and ignorant... No offense intended, he still has a bright future..."
"No." This was the second time Leng Yuqiu interrupted Uncle Liu, and it was also the last time, "I want him to listen too."
Hearing the word "no", Uncle Liu became desperate. When that despair appeared on his face, he seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant... from a vigorous martial arts senior to a dying man.
elder.
"Uncle Liu! Why are you doing this?" Xie Wuhua still didn't fully understand the situation. Although he had vaguely felt something... But he was still too young after all, and he had not experienced the truly cruel side of the world.
"People always think that if they make a mistake and admit it in time, they can make up for it... and they can have a second chance." Leng Yuqiu said, opening his eyes, "But I don't like it.
Give people a second chance, because I don't want others to think... they can 'make a mistake' in front of me." His tone was cold, and his eyes were also cold, "I don't know why, but everyone in the world has a consensus...
...As long as you kneel down, beg, and repent in a low voice afterwards... you can make up for the previous rudeness, offense and hurt...
“Because it is recognized by most people, it becomes ‘reason’, and then it may become ‘law’...
"But, can things in the world... really be so 'logical'?
"The world thinks that the crime of stealing does not lead to death, and those who are stolen can only accept it; the world thinks that the crime of cheating does not lead to death, and those who are raped can only accept it; the people of the world think that the crime of bullying and bullying does not lead to death, and the people who are raped can only accept it.
The oppressor can only accept...
"But those who make decisions, those 'majority people', those who talk about morality and righteousness...how many of them have experienced the feeling of having something important or their hard-earned money stolen? How many people have experienced it firsthand?
How many people know what it feels like to be bullied for years but dare not speak out...
"Humiliation, sadness, despair, grievance, indescribable pressure... Is there really a 'law' in this world that can accurately measure the pain of the victim and give corresponding punishment?
"At least in my opinion, there is no such thing.
"But I...I thought of a relatively fair method, a very simple method that allows the victims to decide how to deal with those who made mistakes.
"Of course, everyone's judgment standards are different. Some people will kill their whole family if they are bumped on the shoulder, and some people will say it doesn't matter if they are slapped in the face, and they will even treat the other cheek.
Come up.
"So I have to admit...my method is actually not as suitable as 'legal principles'.
"It only works for a small number of people...
"...for people like me."
Before today, Xie Wuhua and Liu Xi would never have imagined that Leng Yuqiu would say such a long paragraph at once.
No one in the world has heard Leng Yuqiu say so many words, because... everyone who has heard it is already dead.
In fact, Leng Yuqiu is not a taciturn person.
He's just an eccentric person.
He is extremely introverted, so much so that he becomes nervous when speaking more than a few words in front of others.
Therefore, he rarely talks and rarely makes friends.
Only under certain circumstances would he relax completely, open up his chat box, and talk to the person in front of him in a clear-headed manner for a while.
And that "situation" is... when he is about to kill the other party.8
