Lincheng Huamo Chapter 138: The person who collects the corpse
After half the meal, Li Ganghong's words started to get a little confused, but Li Yunhong was still sober. Perhaps his brother liked tea but seldom drank alcohol, while he himself had been hanging out in flower houses since he was young, accompanied by wine and sex, so the difference in alcohol consumption made a difference.
They continued to change glasses, until each person drank every drop of the two bottles of wine, and Li Ganghong was already lying on the table snoring loudly.
Looking at his brother who was still drunk and fast asleep, Li Yunhong felt filled with emotions and conflicted emotions. His brother, who was once a gentleman and a strict self-discipline, was a completely different person when we met again today.
Lifting up the pot of chrysanthemum tea from the ground, Li Yunhong poured himself a bowl. It was not to sober up, but because his throat was dry and he wanted to drink something.
Drinking tea, blowing the wind, there are insects chirping, birds chirping, and the snoring of my brother who is sleeping soundly.
Li Yunhong packed the remaining food on the table with a relatively clean piece of kraft paper, then made a clear space and took out his slender package. When he unwrapped it, two silver lights flashed, revealing two special styles, which looked like knives but also resembled knives.
The sword of the long soldier.
It's hard to decide how to call it, so let's just call it a sword.
This pair of silver swords is nearly three and a half feet long. They are both sharp-edged on one side. Although the unbladed side is like the back of the sword, its thickness is not suitable for carrying on the shoulder. What is even more special is the position of the blade tip. This kind of shape,
Like the Tang sword or the Japanese sword, it should have a single blade, but this pair of weapons has a triangular blade.
Such a pair of weapons that are not swords and swords, but are like swords and swords, indeed combine the characteristics of a sword for cutting, slashing and slashing, and a sword for thrusting, intercepting and hanging.
When Li Yunhong got this pair of weapons, he couldn't help but admire the ghost woman's ingenious skills. With such a pair of weapons, he thought he could really use his talents.
The two fingers of his right hand slowly stroked the blade of the sword, with no joy on his face.
"What a handsome pair of weapons. People say that swords have different paths. This pair of weapons can be broken."
Hearing the sound, Li Yunhong's fingers couldn't help but tremble, and he turned his head to look at his brother. His brother, who should have been drunk and asleep, actually looked at him with a smile. Was he sober, or was he never drunk?
"How long has it been since you and I practiced martial arts? Why don't you take advantage of the drunkenness today and try your skills as a brother to see if you can improve?"
Before Li Yunhong could refuse, Li Ganghong quickly reached out with one of his hands and pulled out one of his swords. He then moved and reached the center of the yard.
"Brother, I originally wanted to keep Qing Yan with you, but now that I see these two weapons, I understand that what you have learned is neither a sword nor a sword, or should I say, it is both a sword and a sword."
The words fell, the sword was in hand, and the body danced.
What he urged to use was not the ancient sword manual Yi Shuihan. Li Yunhong had never seen that set of swordsmanship before. The moves were simple and the movements were sharp. He just danced casually, and every move was just right, with nothing superfluous. Li Yunhong was fascinated by it, and he didn't even think about it.
He consciously drew out another sword and followed his brother and began to imitate the pattern.
The two brothers just started dancing and learning the sword in the simple courtyard. The scene was exactly the same as the Li family courtyard more than ten years ago.
Li Ganghong sheathed his sword and stepped aside. Li Yunhong was still repeating what he had just learned. One sword after another, one move after another. The movements were not coherent yet, and the moves were still green. But just a cursory look, and it turned out that
It also has the same look and feel.
Li Yunhong danced over and over again, going back and forth more than a dozen times, but it still seemed to be unsatisfactory and he continued.
Suddenly a cold light struck, and Li Yunhong instinctively blocked it with his side sword. When he looked up, it was his brother. His eyes were fierce and there was no trace of gentleness as before.
This sword attack was so sudden that Li Yunhong was completely unprepared. Although he successfully blocked it, he was finally taken advantage of. While he was still distracted, his brother withdrew his sword and thrust out another sword from a tricky angle. Li Yunhong
I had no choice but to turn sideways, and then slashed with my sword using the rotational inertia.
past.
Listening to the "ding-dong" sound of the swords being exchanged, the two brothers' sword fight became more and more fierce, and there was a vague attitude of fighting to the death.
In order to save his life, and to ask for details, Li Yunhong's sword became sharper and more vicious little by little. What a pity, what a pity, he never paid attention. Although his brother said that each stroke of the sword was more powerful than the next, from the beginning to the end, he
He has never activated Qiyuan energy. He only uses the same sword skills to fight with him.
The sword fight lasted for nearly an hour. The simple courtyard could not withstand the torture of the two brothers. Not to mention the tables and chairs originally used for drinking and eating meat, even the thatched houses were mostly destroyed. Instead of repairing them, they could
It's better to build it again.
What interrupted the sword fight between the two brothers was not exhaustion or the destruction of the yard. It was some stupid bird with blind eyes that dropped a piece of white bird droppings from the sky. By coincidence, it landed on Li Ganghong's bed.
The triangular point of a long sword.
Li Ganghong's handling method was extremely simple. He wiped the sword clean with the sleeve of his coarse linen clothes, then held the sword in his backhand and threw it to Li Yunhong.
Li Yunhong took the sword with a confused look on his face. He hit his brother whenever he asked and stopped when he asked. What kind of trouble was this?
Seeing his younger brother's expression, Li Ganghong laughed out loud, but there was a bit of tragedy in his laughter. He looked at the table and chairs. The table was broken into seven or eight pieces, and there were no four chairs at all.
The handle can stand upright.
He picked up two balls of thatch from the completely destroyed thatched house, spread them directly on the ground, sat on the ball, and then waved to his younger brother to come and sit down.
Li Yunhong couldn't help but feel wary at this moment. He stood motionless, fearing that his brother would make a sneak attack again with the intention of killing him.
Li Ganghong knew what his younger brother was thinking. He grinned, and then said: "You are indeed not bad at it. It's a pity. It's a pity. After all, you are only sixteen or seventeen years old. How can you compete with your brother? I'm just happy for my brother.
What’s nice is that you have found a path for yourself, it is not a path that others have walked, it is a path that is only suitable for you.”
Li Yunhong raised his two swords and looked at the sword-like blades. He still didn't understand what his brother meant.
Li Ganghong sighed and looked up at the sky. The expression on his face suddenly became lonely. He looked like he was in a daze. After a long time, he spoke leisurely and said: "More often, for my brother and your mysterious
Brother Tu, they are all like canaries in a cage. To outsiders, they look noble and beautiful, but what the caged bird thinks to itself is just the simplest freedom. Birds outside will wonder, they have food and drink, and don't have to worry about being chased by natural enemies.
All he has to do every day is to chirp a few times when the master comes."
"Brother is praised by people as a scholar in green and a handsome young man. He is not a bird in a cage."
Hearing his younger brother's firm and unquestionable words, Li Ganghong was slightly startled, and then burst into laughter. But as he smiled, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and even he didn't notice it.
"Brother Yun, haven't you always wondered why my brother betrayed Yi Shuihan and the King of Jinling regardless of his family? Come, sit down, and I will tell you one by one."
Li Yunhong still had doubts in his heart, but in the end, he walked to his brother's side and sat down.
Sure enough, just as he had suspected, his brother's fingers formed into swords, with such lightning speed that he could no longer dodge. But the sword fingers slowed down half a finger between his eyebrows, and then flicked hard, causing Li Yunhong to cover his head and groan in pain.
He screamed. Then he heard his brother laughing again, but the laughter was full of joy and there was no trace of ridicule.
Most of the pain dissipated, and he raised his head and glared angrily, but his brother's eyes changed, and they returned to their original tenderness, the tenderness he remembered.
When the laughter stopped, Li Ganghong stretched out his right hand again. Li Yunhong was afraid of another prank, so he dodged. But helplessly, the hand grabbed him hard and pulled him away.
After going back, Li Ganghong put his hand on his younger brother's shoulder and sighed again, as if he was sad for spring and autumn.
"We are from a noble family, we do have enough food and clothing, and we are prosperous and wealthy. It sounds happy, but just like what I did to you before, are you afraid?"
Li Yunhong nodded without thinking. Thinking of his brother suddenly attacking him many times, at that moment, his trust was trampled on again and again.
Li Ganghong nodded and continued: "That's it. You are still young, and what you can see is not enough. But I am also afraid that you will see those things. If that day comes, you must kill Zhu Yinuo.
what will you do?"
"Zhu Yinuo is not the eldest brother Xuan Tu."
Facing his younger brother's answer, Li Ganghong couldn't help but be slightly startled, but after thinking about it, it was indeed the case. It was precisely because Mo Ming was not Zhu Yinuo that he went through so many things.
"If we kill Brother Ming, our Li family can continue to win in Lincheng, maybe we can do it for the brotherhood." After saying this, Li Yunhong looked surprised and stunned. Li Ganghong liked to see his little brother like this.
His expression, but now he did not have the temperament to tease him, and continued, "It's a pity, if Ming brother is killed, the Li family will cease to exist."
What does this mean?
Li Yunhong didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. Was it an order from King Jinling, or an order from His Highness the Crown Prince? If he obeyed the order and killed Mo Ming, shouldn't the Li family be credited with a meritorious deed? How could it cease to exist?
"It's not a joke, Brother Ming is indeed not Zhu Yinuo, but don't forget, that is the Mo family. The Mo family has always inherited a false title, which is still a marquis. Not to mention, the princess has the same rights as the eldest princess. So
Say, do you understand?"
Li Yunhong had indeed never thought of this relationship. After his brother's suggestion, he immediately came to his senses.
But then his face became clouded. After all, a subject cannot be free.
Li Ganghong stood up, stretched, and then said: "Brother Wei is no longer here, so Ping Hong will ask you to take more trouble. Brother Yun, finally accompany Brother Wei for a walk."
"where to?"
Li Ganghong's smile gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a man as ferocious as a ghost, with murderous intent on his face.
Hearing his cold tone, he said: "We are brothers, go to Taohua Temple and kill people!"
Li Yunhong's eyes widened. He just wanted to kill people, but he still went to Peach Blossom Temple to kill people. Going to Peach Blossom Temple to kill people, isn't that asking for death?
"Brother's fate has been decided, but you still have to do what you should do before you die."
Li Yunhong knew that he could not change his brother's decision. Although he knew who his brother wanted to kill, he still swallowed and asked: "Who does my brother want to kill?"
"As I said before, the one I want to kill is Mr. Badou."
Hearing that it was Mr. Badou again and what he said just now, he understood. His brother planned to kill Mr. Badou. If Mr. Badou died, the Mo family would be safe. But Mr. Badou died, and Li
Home, what should I do?
Li Yunhong no longer thought about it. Since his brother was going to kill someone, he would accompany him. He heard his firm tone: "Okay, let's kill Mr. Badou."
As soon as the words came out, Li Ganghong shook his head, and then heard him say: "You must go with me, but you are not going to kill people."
Li Yunhong frowned and asked, "Mr. Badou is really powerful. My brother and Brother Xuan Tu are no match for each other. How can I kill him alone?"
"It's true that we can't kill him, but Brother Yun, you have to go with me, but you're not going to kill him."
"Then what am I going to do?"
Li Ganghong took a long breath and said slowly: "Send a body collector for my brother."