Lincheng Huamo Chapter One Hundred and Eighth: Igumi Ben Hideki
The city of Jinling is as lively as ever. If a young man from another city came to Jinling, he would really be in a state of debauchery, drunkenness and wealth, and would not miss Shu.
The little overlord of Jinling City is really bored these days. Mo Ming is in Mo County, and the third son of the Li family is not here either. The second son of the Li family did something ridiculous and was banned. I wanted to go to Zhong Xihou's house to compete with swords.
, I see if I have made any progress in the Nine Stars Flying Fu that I have been practicing these days, but I am afraid that the misunderstanding of Qin Ji’s death cannot be explained clearly, so I dare not go there rashly.
He was just lying in the pavilion, with his legs crossed, chewing cakes in his mouth, and looking leisurely at the book of notes.
He practiced seven or eight swords in the first nine, and he felt that his skill was different from usual. Only a good master would not waste his disciple's talent. Thinking about it this way, he was also very talented in the way of swordsmanship. It was at this time, at this time
The young prince couldn't help but feel sad for spring and autumn. He touched his Tanzhong acupoint and couldn't help but sigh, hating this thief for not opening his eyes because he was so lucky to die that he would have no source of Qi.
Although it doesn't matter whether you have a Qi source or not, it doesn't matter, but you are a knight-errant who wants to fight in the world, how could you be so unlucky?
A carp stood upright, spit out the cake that he had not yet swallowed, then threw the note on the stone table, and pulled out his double dragon sword.
One jumped out of the pavilion and started to dance with the sword. One sword after another, one move after another, and it looked really impressive.
At this time, two people came over, one was handsome and the other was strong.
"Do you think my little brother's swordsmanship has improved?"
The visitor was naturally Zhu Jiannan and Xindu slave Xiao Lei. Xiao Lei never took his eyes off Zhu Yinuo, watching him dance seven or eight moves, and then nodded.
"How can his swordsmanship be compared to that of a master?"
Although Xiaolei is considered a slave, this Xindu man does not know how to say flattery. He said to him: "Any Yuanzu, or one of Yuanzu's descendants, can do it."
Xiao Lei's words sounded a little confusing, but Zhu Jiannan understood the meaning. Even so, he still looked at his siblings with satisfaction, and then said: "It's good that Xiao Yinuo is happy, he is
Zhu family, why do you need him to draw a sword?"
Xiao Lei has no expression or movement. His eyelids have been twitching these days, which feels quite uncomfortable.
"Xiao Lei, if one day I really am no longer here, will you protect Yinuo?"
Zhu Jiannan turned his head and looked at Xiao Lei. Xiao Lei's face was still expressionless, but he did not hesitate and simply nodded. Having expected this kind of answer, Zhu Jiannan still sighed helplessly and shook his head.
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Maybe it was the sound of the two talking, or maybe he caught sight of the two of them out of the corner of his eye. After withdrawing his attack, Zhu Yinuo held the sword in his backhand and walked towards his brother with a silly smile on his face.
"Brother, have you finished your business today?"
"I took a short break and saw you practicing your sword, so I stopped and took a look."
When Zhu Yinuo looked at Lei Niu, he thought that this Xindu man was also a great swordsman. Although he had never seen him wield a sword, since he was assigned to his little brother's side, he should be very capable. The little guy suddenly had an idea.
, an ungrateful idea, he actually wanted to compete with Lei Niu in a sword fight.
Lei Niu was in a daze this time, and his reaction made Zhu Yinuo quite dissatisfied.
Zhu Jiannan couldn't help but laugh when he saw the two people's reactions, and then said: "It's better than this. If you can hurt Xiaolei, I will give you one hundred taels of silver."
When I heard that as long as I hurt Thunder Niu, I would get one hundred taels of silver, Zhu Yinuo's eyes lit up. It was interesting. It would be sad for a young man from a noble family to be as good as Zhu Yinuo. If the two boys from the Li family knew about it, or they would be
It’s time to ridicule the young prince of Jinling City.
"In cash, if you go to the bank, you'll have to take away two or three taels."
When Zhu Jiannan heard this, he laughed even more. There is no need to charge a commission for exchanging silver in a bank. This Xiao Yinuo is probably used to underground banks. He laughed and agreed: "Okay, okay, cash."
Seeing that his brother had agreed, Zhu Yinuo took a few steps back, held the sword in his hand, and made a preparation for battle. From the looks of it, it should be a distant place surrounded by nine stars.
At this time, Lei Niu couldn't help but frown slightly. He looked at Zhu Jiannan and then at Zhu Yinuo. He looked really depressed like that.
Without waiting for Lei Niu to agree, Zhu Yinuo's sword had already been extended and stabbed towards him. Lei Niu was quite shameless and refused to dodge. The sword was only a few minutes away from his throat. He struck quickly,
Just like that, he kicked Zhu Yinuo hard in the abdomen.
The Thunder Niu was so powerful that Zhu Yinuo had no ability to react and parry. With such a casual kick, he was kicked four to five feet, hit the stone pillar of the pavilion hard, and then fell face down on the stone floor.
A competition has ended before it even begins.
Zhu Yinuo got up in embarrassment and stared blankly at Thunder Niu. He even boasted that he had sword fights with Zhong Xihou. Now that he thought about it, he was really teasing him to a certain extent.
Zhu Yinuo was curious about something again and asked directly: "Thunder Niu, who can win in a competition between you and Zhong Xihou?"
I don’t know if Xiao Lei’s mute syndrome varies from person to person, but he was actually willing to speak to this young prince.
"Zhongxihou can't break it."
Zhu Yinuo is not Zhu Jiannan, and he can't understand Lei Niu's way of speaking.
Zhu Jiannan smiled slightly and explained for Lei Niu: "Xiao Lei, you have never really fought with Zhong Xihou, how do you know that he can't break your Vajra body?"
When Zhu Yinuo heard this, he ran over like a dog and pinched and hit Lei Niu's chest and arms. It was as hard as a piece of iron. He rubbed his chin and asked: "Thunder Niu, if I stab you, will you?"
how?"
When Lei Niu heard this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then he said with a slight smile: "Try it."
When Zhu Yinuo heard this, he was even more stunned. Try it?
He looked at his brother, but the other man smiled and nodded, which made him even more confused.
No matter how skilled he is, he is still afraid of kitchen knives, let alone his Double Dragon Sword, which is so sharp. What kind of skill does Lei Niu have in his gourd?
Although he knew that his upper limit was quite low, how could he break his dream of becoming a great swordsman? Zhu Yinuo thought about avoiding the vital point and stabbing Thunder Niu with his sword. He could test his own ability and take a look at the mountain of Thunder Niu.
How high.
Then he held the Double Dragon Sword tightly, changed his posture, and in the next moment, he pressed forward with force, lifting the string and shooting towards the Thunder Bull.
But Thunder Niu made no move, just stood like that, and no showman wanted to protect his body with luck. The double dragon sword was getting closer to Thunder Niu, but he still made no move. Zhu Yinuo saw that his sword was about to pierce Thunder Niu,
He couldn't help but pull back his strength and slow down his momentum.
He stopped his strength, but the thunder bull took a step forward and hit the double dragon sword with his heart.
The sword stabbed hard, and when the sword passed by, no flesh was broken and bleeding was heard. Zhu Yinuo was stunned. Looking at the other two people, Lei Niu remained expressionless, while Zhu Jiannan shook his head.
He opened the folding fan, covered his mouth and smiled.
Zhu Yinuo looked blankly at the Double Dragon Sword in his hand, which deserved to be said to have been broken. He dropped the dagger in his hand, squatted down to pick up the broken blade, and pricked the center of his finger with the tip of the sword.
Heart-piercing pain, followed by bleeding from the heart.
His sword was not fake. What about Thunder Niu's chest? He raised his head again, looked at it, then stood up, stepped forward, and actually reached out to touch Thunder Niu's exposed chest. He couldn't feel any trace of being stabbed. This Zhu Yi
Nuo didn't know what he was thinking at that moment, so he just made a fist and punched him.
But what happened next made him doubt his life again. Thunder Niu was motionless there, and even his breathing was not affected in the slightest. However, his right fist was numb and unconscious.
"sharp!"
But Zhu Yinuo is Zhu Yinuo after all. The powerful is powerful, and waste is waste. He looked down at his sword again and smiled bitterly.
"Although this sword is not bad, it is just a common thing after all. When your cultivation level increases in the future, you will find a sword that suits you."
Zhu Jiannan comforted him, but the little guy was still bitter in his heart, thinking, what would happen if Marquis Zhong Xi stabbed him with this sword?
"Xiao Yinuo, if you are allowed to go to the White Crow Army in Ziwei City someday, what position would you like to have?"
Hearing his brother ask this, Xiao Yinuo couldn't help but frown. Mo Ming said that he could go outside to practice, and Zhu Jiannan also told him that the White Crow Army was suitable for training. But when the two brothers had the same idea, as the protagonist
But he was in trouble. After thinking about it, Lincheng's military strength was not bad, but after living for such a long time, it seemed that he didn't even know the most basic organization.
"How is it in the Pioneer Camp?" Zhu Jiannan asked, but he also thought that the Pioneer Camp was not a job of sitting in the camp, and added, "My ancestors and fathers have been in the military and trained on the battlefield, and our generation is quite comfortable. If you
If you really go to the Pioneer Camp, you are just an ordinary young general. If your skills are poor, you will be caught in the chaos of war and no one can protect you."
Zhu Yinuo didn't answer, didn't care about the broken Double Dragon Sword, and just walked away.
What is Xiao Yinuo thinking? Is he afraid? Zhu Jiannan suddenly hopes that this is the case. If this is the case, his little brother should be able to live well, even if he cannot become the King of Jinling.
"Don't practice martial arts."
Xiao Lei on the side suddenly said this, and Zhu Jiannan was also a little surprised. Similarly, only Zhu Jiannan could understand Xiao Lei's nonsensical tone.
Zhu Jiannan sighed slightly, and then said: "You shouldn't practice martial arts. It's a pity. My temper is similar to my grandfather's. I'm a bit stubborn."
"Be king."
Xiao Lei said something again, but this time Zhu Jiannan's eyes widened, and then he asked with joy on his face: "Do you really think so?"
Xiao Lei nodded, and Zhu Jiannan couldn't help but laugh. He was naturally happy. He had made Xindu Nu agree with him, but it took him several years, but now the iron tower mute had given Xiao Yinuo such a
affim.
But it's helpless, after all, my body is not up to par, and I can't even help myself to laugh happily.
After a series of coughs, Zhu Jiannan regained his breath. He was still so happy. He punched Lei Niu on the arm a few times, and then said: "Xiao Lei, let me read you a poem, can you listen?"
Xiao Lei didn't speak and nodded.
Zhu Jiannan calmed down for a while, then put one hand on his waist and held a folding fan in the other, looking like a scholar, elegant and elegant.
"In the beautiful forest, there is no wind or rain, so I feel sad. The dragon lurks in the black water and does not know the world. It wanders in the sky to see the nine states. In troubled times, it is difficult to calm the ambitions of the clouds. My flowers bloom and fall in autumn and are red. On the moonlit night, I sharpen my gun and listen to fencing.
, just wait for the storm and blame the sky."
After the words fell, it was quiet, and the master and servant were silent.
"He read it."
After some time, Xiao Lei spoke. After Zhu Jiannan heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, and then said: "I didn't understand why my brother bothered me before, but when he threw the burden to me, I figured it out.
"
Xiao Lei looked at Zhu Jiannan, and then he stretched out his big palm fan hand and pressed it on Zhu Jiannan's shoulder. One person felt that the shoulder was as thin as a chicken bone, which made people's heart tremble, while another person felt that the palm was so thick that it was reassuring.
"younger brother."
Zhu Jiannan patted Xiao Lei's hand gently, and then said: "Maybe this is the reason."
Because they are brothers, because they are born extraordinary, and because they have a pure nature. Therefore, he, Zhu Jianying, can bear the infamy, but he can risk his life and death for a slim chance. In this case, how can I, Zhu Jiannan, not be able to bear the infamy, but helplessly, he can't find the line.
possible.
Because they are brothers, Zhu Jiannan couldn't help but feel bitter about the word brother. It was these two words that made him sleepless at night.
Zhu Yinuo is his younger brother, so why not Mo Ming?
"Xiao Lei, should we recall the black-necked crane?"
Zhu Jiannan does not
He is a fool, and he naturally knows what the black-necked crane is capable of. The black-necked crane is not bad at stealing, and few people in the world can match it. If he can fight with his life, he might as well send a master like Yi Shuihan to do it.
He will ask the black-necked crane to kill Mo Ming, because the black-necked crane is the disciple of the old turtle Xuanming, and also because of the network of connections that the old turtle Xuanming left to the black-necked crane.
One favor after another.
Therefore, the black-necked crane can get Mr. Badou to take action, so the bloody-handed monster will also give in to the black-necked crane.
After all, a promise is between a warrior and a warrior. Warriors pay more attention to promises than those who are Machiavellian. But he, Zhu Jiannan, is not a warrior.
Xiao Lei stayed by Zhu Jiannan's side day and night, and knew everything about the black-necked crane. He would not have interfered with all Zhu Jiannan's decisions, because Zhu Jiannan would never ask him. But now, Zhu Jiannan
The man was actually shaken by his decision, so he asked him.
"Can't be killed."
As soon as he heard these three words, Zhu Jiannan felt a little relieved. He shouldn't be like this, because if he can't kill Mo Ming, his worries will never disappear. When his body is really useless and goes to the ground, he will wait for his grandfather.
After his life is over and he goes west, will the King of Jinling in Lincheng change his surname?
Those who are close to vermilion are red; those who are close to ink are black. The Mohists will take away the vermilion if they rebel.
If the Mo family is the king, Lincheng remains the same, which is not bad if you think about it. But if the Mo family is the king, and the Zhu family is gone, how can it be justified?
If it weren't for these four words, General Han, his ancestors, fathers, and Zhong Nanyan, etc., why would they have prepared these for the third prince many years ago.
But if it’s true, what’s the point of it if people don’t live well?
"Xiao Lei, if I'm no longer here, can you protect Yinuo?"
Sure enough, after asking this question so many times, Xiao Lei's answer was still as straightforward. Xiao Lei still shook his head. Maybe he would still be like this after asking it a thousand times and ten thousand times.
"If I'm gone, where will you go?"
"go home."
This answer surprised Zhu Jiannan, go home? Xiaolei meant, go back to Xindu?
He is not prepared to do anything. He respects this Xindu slave, or rather a slave, as a general beside him. He respects this general from Xindu because he is his general in the city.
Zhu Jiannan was still deep in thought, but Xiao Lei protected him behind him, and then said: "Murderous intent."
Zhu Jiannan was used to these meaningless assassinations. If he were alone, he would be very afraid. But when Xiao Lei was beside him, even if it was Zhong Xihou holding a sword, he would not panic at all.
"Oh, Pindao has put down his butcher knife for many years. Is it possible that he still has such an unclean smell?"
A man walked out from behind the pillars of the corridor. Looking at him, he was wearing a shabby Taoist robe that had been washed white. He carried a wooden Xuanwu sword and wore a wolf-tooth mask. His hair was dull and black and white.
Of course, Kui Mulang is the only person who dresses up like this in the story.
Zhu Jiannan had never seen Kui Mulang before, and he didn't know that Kui Mulang was under Ying Ruge's command. He could enter the Forbidden City so easily. He was truly a master among masters, and he couldn't help but take him seriously.
"Is the Taoist here to seek Xiao Wang's life?"
When Kui Mulang heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy, but he had no intention of teasing, and said directly: "No, I'm here to find the young prince."
Zhu Jiannan couldn't help but frown and asked, "What's the matter with Taoist priest Xun Yinuo?"
Kui Mulang was not stupid, so he could not understand what Zhu Jiannan meant, and explained: "Your Highness, please don't panic. I will not harm the young prince. I am here to say goodbye to the young prince."
"Does the Taoist priest know Tongnuo?"
Kui Mulang waved his hand and then said: "I just taught him the sword for an hour or two."
"Muzhitu!"
Xiao Lei actually called out Kui Mulang's name when he was still a bloodthirsty Taoist, but he had no choice. Even though Zhu Jiannan knew many people in the world, he didn't know who Mu Zhitu was. Because Mu Zhitu had disappeared from the world for too long,
It was also because of this that even in the past, he would have had few connections with Lincheng.
Kui Mulang was also surprised, but since the Xindu man recognized him, he could no longer deny it. He asked: "How did this strong man recognize Pindao?"
"dead."
Kui Mulang was confused when he heard this. Was this Xindu man saying that he would be a dead person in front of him? Or did he have other intentions?
This time, Zhu Jiannan didn't understand what Xiaolei meant. Perhaps Zhu Jiannan didn't explain it for him. Xiaolei rolled his eyes, and then said: "The breath of the dead cannot be dissipated."
Now both Kui Mulang and Zhu Jiannan have come to understand. Because this bloodthirsty Taoist has killed too many people, the murderous aura he accumulated cannot be dissipated even if he deliberately controls it or becomes indifferent.
.Perhaps like this Xindu man, a person with such a keen sense of murderous aura may have experienced a terrifying number of fights.
"The Taoist priest and Yinuo have a master-disciple relationship. Yinuo has recently become good at swordsmanship, but he needs the guidance of the Taoist priest."
Kui Mulang nodded, shook his head, and explained: "It can be regarded as a teaching by a poor Taoist, but the skills he taught to the young prince are not skills that a poor Taoist can understand."
"Although I don't know which master asked the Taoist Priest to teach Yinuo, Xiao Wang is here and I have thanked him. If the Taoist Priest has any requests, you can mention them."
When Kui Mulang heard this, his eyes shone brightly. He knew that the other party would not agree, but he still spoke and said: "The young prince can be a feathered crane, not a dragon."
After Kui Mulang finished speaking, he just shook his head helplessly, and then added: "I can't take care of his family's affairs. If you are worried, you can ask this strong man to watch in secret, and I will talk to the young prince."
Just say a few words and leave."
Zhu Jiannan smiled and then said: "Taoist Master, please excuse me. I am afraid that Taoist Master has forgotten that this is the Forbidden City and he is a descendant of my Zhu family. No matter how powerful the Taoist Master is, he cannot be hurt."