Lincheng Huamo Chapter 67: Listening to the Rain Sword Broken
Hua Shaohong, the lame monkey, was injured but didn't show signs of recovery. After eating, he ran to the kitchen and picked up a bunch of things to toss around in the yard. He wrapped the horse meat in bamboo leaves and pried off a stone slab.
A hole was dug into a square piece of land under the stone slab, and all this was done to eat the braised meat.
"Although horse meat is good, there is no wine." This boy was not satisfied yet. He thought that he had just left the Hua family and wandered to the West in despair. He was tossing with that boy Huidong, and had wine and meat. Looking at this moment,
It can't help but feel boring.
"In the pre-Qin Dynasty, there was Duke Mu who ate horse meat but did not drink alcohol, which was harmful to people."
Hua Shaohong naturally knew who it was by hearing the voice, and turned around to find Zhong Xihou standing behind him with a bottle of wine in his hand.
Sometimes Zhong Xihou looked over and saw that he did have a bit of the coolness of the swordsman, but he was a bit darker and lacked the delicate and heroic appearance in the book of gifted men and beauties.
Hua Shaohong asked: "Then what kind of wine is in Mr. Hou's hand?"
"All the peach blossoms in the world can grow, and the wine grown from the fallen flowers is a perfect match for the King of Jinling's horse."
Hua Shaohong looked down at the pit where the meat had already been stewed. What? King Jinling's horse? He didn't care whose horse it was. Anyway, he got the horse meat from the ice trough in the kitchen.
It was frozen into ice, and I don't know if it tastes good when used to make braised meat.
"Have the Marquis chatted with the Master Ghost Controller for a long time?"
Zhong Xihou nodded, and Hua Shaohong asked again: "Brother Ying has chatted with you?"
Zhong Xihou nodded again, Hua Shaohong frowned slightly, a little disbelieving, sighed again, and continued: "Sister Yue is such a good beauty, how come she has no brains and would follow such a bastard wholeheartedly?
"
Marquis Zhongxi couldn't help but feel happy. The first time he saw Hua Shaohong was in the city that never sleeps. Qu Tianao and several other generals and civil servants all thought that Marquis Zhongxi loved talents, so they did not hesitate to pursue Hua Shaohong for hundreds of miles.
Please go back to the city lord's mansion.
But he, Zhong Xihou, didn't want to admit it because the kid's mouth was so poisonous that he couldn't help but want to catch the kid and give him a severe lesson. But he had no choice. Although the kid was lame, his body skills were surprisingly strong.
Awesome. And the biggest shortcoming of Zhong Xihou in martial arts is his body skills.
"Actually, I left the Evernight City and was rescued by Brother Ying. At that time, Brother Ying was still very powerful. It's a pity, it's a pity that the brothers who fought with you several times, Mr. Hou, were all the ones who couldn't exert their full strength."
"Is it possible that you still hope that one of us will be killed in a fierce battle between two tigers?"
"That's not what I mean. There are some things that the Marquis knows, and there are some things that the Marquis doesn't know either."
"Oh, Honghong knows, but Gu doesn't."
"Brother Ying is the descendant of Fairy Baiyun. Does the Marquis know that?"
Zhong Xihou nodded and said, "I do know."
"So, since the great hero Zhong Nanyan can have a successor like Mr. Hou, how can a pervert like Baiyun Fairy tolerate that his successor is not at the top of the sword?"
When Hua Shaohong said this, Zhong Xihou was completely speechless. What? Fairy Baiyun is a pervert?
Zhong Xihou suddenly recalled his desire to beat Hua Shaohong violently in the past, but he could only think about it and would not take any action. He could only continue to listen to Hua Shaohong's nonsense.
"I used to accompany Sister Yue to deliver food to Brother Ying and Hall Master Leng who were thinking about their past. As a result, the two people started fighting on the cliff. Sister Yue refused to disturb them."
Hua Shaohong's eyes suddenly brightened, as if he saw Ying Ruge and Leng Buyu fighting with swords in front of him. He continued, "The swordsmanship skills displayed by Brother Ying at that time were not like those that could be defeated by that bloody-handed monster."
He was forced to retreat with one move. Oh, by the way, Lord Marquis, what did Brother Ying use when you went to rescue me? Sword? Spear? Or Yin Yang strategy?"
Zhong Xihou laughed, took a sip of wine, and said jokingly: "You kid, you still know Yin Ruge's Yin and Yang strategy? No, what the junior brother used is a set of Taoism that Gu has never seen before, or it should be said that it is integrated into
The method of Taoism and immortality."
"Oh, then it should be the Star Technique. The fat man in Mu Han Tower kept saying that Brother Ying can sweep the top of martial arts with the Star Technique. There is no need to force yourself to use the sword all the time. Regarding the Yin Yang Technique, how can we not
You know, the rumors in the building are very powerful. Aren't there rumors in the Jianghu that he attacked the city alone? However, I have never seen Brother Ying use the Yin Yang Strategy. It seems that no one in the building has seen it. Most of them just
Listen."
Hua Shaohong felt that time was almost up, so he dug up the soil and spread out the bamboo leaves one by one. Zhong Xihou couldn't help frowning. This horse meat was half cooked and almost raw. Can it be eaten? However, Hua Shaohong used an arrowhead to cut off extremely thin pieces.
A thin piece of horse meat was handed to Zhong Xihou.
Zhong Xihou looked at it, what a good boy, he actually used the mountain bird order to cut the horse meat. Looking at the half-cooked horse meat in his hand, he didn't know if eating it would cause gastrointestinal discomfort or something else.
Hua Shaohong also cut off a piece of horse meat, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed it carefully. While chewing, she continued to talk about Ying Ruge: "Later, Brother Ying was chopped by Hall Master Leng.
sword
, because Brother Ying’s sword is too brittle, if Brother Ying had a good sword at that time, he might be able to win.”
"Then, if Gu and that Leng Lord, Honghong, who do you think can win?"
"If it were the Lord Hou when I left the Evernight City, and Hall Master Leng who defeated Brother Ying on the cliff, then Lord Hou would win."
The corners of Zhong Xihou's mouth raised slightly, obviously very satisfied with the answer, but Hua Shaohong added: "But at that time, Hall Master Leng had only practiced swords for four years, and his sword practice time was not as long as that of Ying Ying.
Half of the big brother."
Zhong Xihou couldn't help but frowned. At that time, Leng Buyu had only been practicing swordsmanship for four years? Calculating the time, by now, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been more than eight years.
Zhong Xihou did not ask, but Hua Shaohong answered what Zhong Xihou wanted to ask. He peeled another piece of horse meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it while muttering: "I heard from Sister Yue that Senior Zhuge didn't let Master Leng hold it in the past."
Sword, just let Hall Master Leng do some menial and tiring work every day. I wonder, is there such a setting that heroes have to live a life of being a nobody before becoming a hero?"
Hua Shaohong stared at Zhong Xihou's waist. The place was empty. He couldn't help but lamented and continued: "Master Hou, is it really worth it to trade my life with Wuyu Sword?"
"Why do you ask this suddenly?"
"nothing······"
"If you die and King Fengling and Xiao Huidong ignore Gu in the future, won't Gu really become a loner?"
Hua Shaohong wanted to laugh, but she held it back. She put down the horse meat, wiped the oil stains on her clothes with her hands, and said with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Hou, I'll just say this to you. I'll go to Tingyu later."
Get the sword."
Zhong Xihou couldn't help but give Hua Shaohong a hard slap on the head. He didn't know what this kid was thinking, and he dared to hide the Tingyu Sword privately.
"Why did the Marquis hit me? I just wanted to see if there was any difference between Tingyu Sword and Wuyu Sword. This is loyalty. Do you know loyalty, Marquis? You should trust me. There is a lot of trust between people."
important."
Zhong Xihou felt a headache, why did this boy start to talk so much again?
Seeing that Marquis Zhong Xi was about to hit him again, Hua Shaohong immediately added: "Master Marquis, I heard that once you are used to using one sword, it will be difficult to use another sword smoothly. However, these two swords are actually special.
Like, but there is a slight difference."
Zhong Xihou was very interested and asked: "What's the difference?"
Hua Shaohong took out another Mountain Fowl Ling from the arrow basket on the back of his backpack and placed it squarely on the ground together with the Mountain Fowl Ling he used to carve horse meat. The two Mountain Fowl Lings were white and white.
Red, both have triangular blades. Zhong Xihou couldn't help but find it interesting. Is this comparing Wuyu Sword and Tingyu Sword?
"Master Marquis, please take a look, this mountain bird Bering and this mountain bird Chiling, except for the color, they look almost the same. But..."
After saying that, he took the Feng Luan bow and shot out two consecutive arrows, but he saw one white feather and one red feather, and the arrows turned into phoenix birds. He also saw Hua Shaohong's hand turned into claws and sucked it, and used the hand that attracts the clouds, two phoenixes.
The bird lost its color and turned into two ordinary arrows, which flew back obediently and landed steadily in the palm of my hand.
Zhong Xihou had seen Nayun Shou, and when he saw this move again, he still found it interesting.
"Although the swords look the same, the energy of heaven and earth contained in the forged swords is different. The dancing sword is bold and unrestrained in the strong wind, but the rain-listening sword is so cold and lonely that it walks alone."
Zhong Xihou laughed and asked: "A bow is used to being used, but if the string suddenly breaks, what will Honghong do?"
"If you can repair it, repair it; if you can't repair it, replace it."
"Honghong doesn't pursue the legendary bow and arrow?"
Hua Shaohong put the mountain bird order back into the arrow basket and touched the Fengluan treasure bow in his hand. The craftsmanship was indeed exquisite. He said with emotion: "Although the bow is gorgeous, it is not of the highest quality. But if it is the First Lord Hua Ye, he can do it without holding a bow and arrows."
Shoot an arrow of nothingness through the poplar trees from thousands of miles away. There are thousands of weapons in the world, so why bother with this one in your hand."
"That's very clear. Hong Hong is so young yet so enlightened?"
"I hold a bow and arrow, the marquis wears a sword and dances, and some people use spears and sticks. Each of the eighteen weapons has its own owner. I even heard that some people's weapons are a large robe worn on the body."
"But there are seventy-two hidden weapons, and a robe that can be loosened or tightened?"
Hua Shaohong smiled and said, "I don't know about that. I just heard about it, but I don't know who is wearing such a robe."
Hua Shaohong took a sip of the wine brought by Zhong Xihou and couldn't help but choked. "It's really uncomfortable. If there is such a robe, it would be better to get it and give it to Huidong."
Zhong Xihou didn't listen to the last part of the sentence. He looked at Hua Shaohong choking on his wine, but he laughed out loud and said, "It's true, everyone in the Hua family is not good at drinking."
"Holding a bow and archery requires a stable mind and spirit. Drinking alcohol is prohibited only if it interferes with the situation. By the way, what do you think, Lord Marquis?"
"What Honghong means is that he wants Gu Zai to snatch Wuyun Sword back and repair it?"
Hua Shaohong waved her hands quickly and said: "That's not what I meant. When everyone makes mistakes, it depends on why they made mistakes. The same applies.
People's lives will be defended outside to defend the enemy from attacking the city, and bandits will rob and block the road in the mountains. The general results are different purposes, so they cannot be unified."
"Everyone in the Hua family is very stubborn?"
Hua Shaohong took a big sip of wine this time but did not choke. She let out a sigh of relief and said: "When Mr. Hou took Shaohong in, he already knew that I have nothing to do with the Hua family. What I have is just...
This skin is the same as the flowing blood. This person has nothing to do with the Hua family."
Zhong Xihou unconsciously touched his waist, but there was nothing there. There was a bit of sadness in his words, and he said: "The sword is gone."
Hua Shaohong was about to prepare a series of saintly principles, but a figure jumped in front of him. Before he could see his appearance, he slashed him with his sword and knocked him unconscious to the ground.
"I don't know where and who you are? Your body is like a leopard, and your whereabouts are mysterious."
"Zhong Xihou, the city that never sleeps, is better than seeing it a hundred times." The man turned his back to Zhong Xihou, "Wuyu sword is a rare and famous sword in the world. It should be owned by the state. Zhong Xihou, this is why you respect me as the lord of a city.
Why do the ministers of the world conspire with the traitors and have vain plans?"
"I don't know who the person is. The sword was passed down from the master and not given by the imperial court. When did it become the property of the empire?"
The man turned around, his black cloak was raised, and he had a black Rakshasa mask on his face, which looked very much like the mask of his black-armored army in the city that never sleeps. The man snorted coldly and said: "Is it possible that all the world
The land of the king, let alone a sword and a person. Whether you are Zhong Xihou or you are Wu Yujian, they will naturally belong to the empire."
"So, it's acceptable to be alone. Maybe take off your mask and treat others with your true face?"
"Master Hou, this person is one of the twelve riders of the Yanyun Cavalry. Be careful." Hua Shaohong pressed her temple with one hand and touched her neck where she was struck by the knife. Her neck hurt as if it was broken. Hubao
The jackal couldn't approach him silently, but this man knocked him unconscious before he could take precautions.
"As expected of a member of the Hua family, one attack on Jiu Ming can restore consciousness in such a short time."
"Jiu Ming? Are you..." Although he said this, Hua Shaohong's nose couldn't help sniffing the faint smell in the air. It was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't explain it.
"Hehe, the boy knows quite a lot."
Hua Shaohong and the other guests talked to each other, and Zhong Xihou was speechless. It was really boring for the two of them to play riddles.
Hua Shaohong suddenly performed a magic trick, blowing out the wind with one palm, scattering all the remaining horse meat and firewood in the pit. Then he collected the clouds with one palm, and suddenly felt a burst of cold air coming out of the ground. Suddenly, with one palm, all the remaining horse meat and firewood in the pit were dispersed.
The ice blue sword slowly came out of the pit.
Hua Shaohong stretched out her hand and grabbed the ice-blue sword. She screamed. The cold was really bone-piercing. Without thinking, she threw the sword towards Zhong Xihou. Zhong Xihou glanced out of the corner of his eye, grabbed the sword with his hand.
This bastard, I really thought he was digging a hole to braise meat.
Looking carefully, it is true that except for the color, the feel and shape are the same as the Wuyu sword. It's just that this sword is cold to the bone and is indeed not very comfortable.
Zhong Xihou stared at the scabbard again. He had never seen the original scabbard of Wuyun Sword. Later scabbards were made of the roots of old trees in the ancient forest. Looking at this scabbard, he felt vaguely like it was in the ancient forest.
Suppressing this sword, greedily devouring the sword's sword energy.
There was a dragon's roar, the sword was unsheathed, and in an instant, the surrounding air dropped rapidly.
Zhong Xihou inserted the scabbard into the stone slab, and slowly stroked the sword in his hand with his left hand. The blade was cold and ruthless. Bye-bye, the two fingers of his left hand joined together and lightly knocked on the sword. The sword in his hand instantly broke into two pieces. Not to mention Hua Shaohong.
, the man with the Rakshasa mask couldn't help but be shocked. "If a sword is broken and cannot be repaired, then replace it with another one. There are so many swords in the world, how can there be no second or third Wuyu sword?"
"Zhong Xihou, would you rather destroy this beautiful jade than hand it over to the court?"
"That's not what I meant. I would rather destroy it with my own hands than let it fail to survive in a duel and ruin its name." Zhong Xihou grinned, his black face was full of treachery, listen to him
He continued, "What's more, this sword is not a Wuyu sword in the first place. Since what you want is a Wuyu sword, it is not easy for me to hand over a sword that is not a Wuyu sword to the Holy One."
"The sword is gone, so there is no need for Marquis Zhong Xi to keep it." The man put his hands together and slowly pulled out something with his right hand from the palm of his left hand like a sword, an invisible and colorless sword.
"Gathering Qi into a sword!" Hua Shaohong was surprised. Gathering Qi into a sword is very different from gathering Qi into an arrow. The latter only shoots a beam of Qi and then doesn't care about anything else, while the former actually turns Qi into a sword.
An air blade appears to be a physical entity.
Before Marquis Zhong Xi could speak again, the man rushed over and swung his sword. The sword energy turned into several whirlwinds and rolled up bamboo leaves all over the ground. These bamboo leaves were like thousands of flying blades shooting towards Zhong Xi.
Hou.
The flying blade was already clanging on the ground before it could get close to Zhong Xihou. Looking again, he saw that the middle and index fingers of Zhong Xihou's hands were connected together.
But I heard Zhong Xihou's domineering and unparalleled words: "With a sword in your hand, where in the world can't you go? If you don't have a sword in your hand, where in the world can't you go?"