For some reason, Lin Xian'er suddenly felt that these eyes didn't look like Shangguan Jinhong at all. Read the novel to the net

For a moment, she thought of Li Xunhuan's eyes.

Li Xunhuan is now thirty or forty years old, and there are inevitably some fine but shallow wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but this does not reduce his charm, but adds a mature demeanor. It's just that, in terms of age, he is really not immature. But his eyes are always young, soft as a pool of clear water, like willow budding in early summer, gentle and full of pleasant vitality.

And the young man opposite, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water in a deep valley, vicissitudes of life to the point of sleepiness and weakness.

It were two diametrically opposed eyes, but she was surprised to find them so similar.

Lin Xian'er still had that weak smile on her face, she stood in the dripping rain outside the pavilion, and her whole person was like a white lotus in the water. She said, "Your eyes make me think of a person. I don't know if you've ever seen the famous Xiao Li Tanhua?"

Xiao Li Fengdao is famous in the rivers and lakes, and there is no young man in the rivers and lakes who has never secretly compared himself with him.

Qiao Heng's eyes finally fluctuated, and Lin Xian'er relaxed slightly.

Qiao Heng said: "He is different from me. ”

This is the protagonist of the world, and this identity alone is enough to make him jealous to the point of madness.

Young people are always like that, when you say that he is not worthy of being compared to someone at all, he starts to get angry, but when you do compare him to another person, they start to be displeased again. Lin Xian'er was too clear and didn't care in her heart.

Her eyes seemed to be able to speak, as if revealing a hint of hesitation, and she lifted the corner of her skirt and stepped into the pavilion.

As she got closer, her gaze inadvertently brushed over his neck. It was a scar less than an inch long, standing upright, slightly lighter than skin color.

Her eyes froze.

Qiao Heng glanced at her and sighed: "You always have to avoid suspicion." ”

The son, who is at the age of knowing Mu Shaoai, and his father's wet-clothed, beautiful lover are in the rain / in the same pavilion, each other is the same age, and they are old acquaintances, if they are seen by someone with a heart, it is really a good reason to attack.

Qiao Heng has always been cautious, even if he wants to change it, it can't be done overnight. Moreover, the death of the original owner of the body is still unclear whether it has anything to do with Lin Xian'er.

He was unwilling to be alone with Lin Xian'er, but after Lin Xian'er walked into the pavilion, he didn't hesitate much, and immediately strode out of the pavilion.

Lin Xian'er, who has always been chased and admired by others, has ever encountered this kind of situation that others are afraid to avoid, even Li Xunhuan is just unmoved by her, and leaves without seeing her. The perfect smile on Lin Xian'er's face looked a little unnatural.

However, at this time, Qiao Heng had already stepped into the rain.

Lin Xian'er clutched the handkerchief in her hand, and she was reluctant to let go.

......

Late at night, the candles were shining in the room.

There was a bowl of medicinal soup in front of Qiao Heng. As soon as he returned to the gang, Steward Lu invited the best doctor in the gang for him to diagnose his pulse and see his injuries, in fact, he could do these things by himself, and even better. He showed the doctor the prescription he had been using, and formally asked the doctor to check it, and he still used the prescription he had prescribed for himself.

There was also a bronze mirror on the table, and he reached out and touched the vertical sword mark around his neck. To be honest, the injury is too conspicuous in such a delicate position. During his time in the Money Gang, people who saw him often took a vague look at the scar on his neck. It's not a good feeling.

However, if you use the disguise ointment to cover the sword marks now, it will be too much to cover your ears and steal the bell, and after thinking about it, Qiao Heng will let it go.

As the candlelight jumped, the figure in the mirror flickered and dimmed.

The body reflected in the mirror is so young, in the best years of a person's life, so young that even if you call him a young man, he will not be out of line.

The original owner of the body is the young leader of the Money Gang. The Money Gang, what a vulgar name, but who can deny the magic of money? This is not vulgar, this is straightforward, from the name of the gang, it is mixed with the unique cold of metal, from the name is stained with blood, from the name is full of test and contempt for human nature, just like the image created by the Money Gang in front of many martial arts people.

Growing up in such an environment, you can imagine what kind of tenacity he will sharpen.

In terms of martial arts, he may be able to reach the level of squeezing in, but there are countless people practicing martial arts in the vast rivers and lakes, and how many people can really be on the list? Looking at the whole rivers and lakes, there are only a few of them, like a drop in the ocean.

So, how did such a young man who should have been carefree about everything die? Obviously, as long as "his" biological father Shangguan Jinhong does not fall for a day, even if he has no martial arts, he can always rest at ease and have a bright future like the blazing sun.

In fact, this qiē is nothing more than a comical and ironic misunderstanding.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Shangguan Jinhong has a "knife" by his side, a "knife" designed for him to kill people. The name of that "knife" is Jing Wuming, it is a young man who follows Shangguan Jinhong like a shadow, he is the most outstanding thug trained by Shangguan Jinhong, and he is a killing tool who does not know why he is alive.

Such a right and left hand who can give up his life without hesitation for his own orders, Shangguan Jinhong is undoubtedly extremely favorable, so important that Shangguan Jinhong can willingly teach the secrets of martial arts to Jing Wuming.

The original owner of the body is Shangguan Jinhong's real son, but he was not taught martial arts by his father himself; obviously he is Shangguan Jinhong's son, but the person who is regarded by his father as his right and left hand is not himself; obviously he is his father's son, but the person who accompanies Shangguan Jinhong day and night and is carefully cared for by Shangguan Jinhong is another person.

No one will be happy to be treated like this by their own father, and the original owner of the body will not be an exception.

However, if it were all there was to it, it would be simple, and he might be jealous or unwilling, but that's it. But what if, after being treated like this for more than a decade, you add some specious proverbs to it?

- That's not your father's right and left hand, that's your father's favorite illegitimate son! Your mother didn't die of natural causes, she was killed by the other party's mother! Shangguan Jinhong knows, Jing Wuming knows, only you don't know these things.

A qiē jealousy and unwillingness eventually turned into a thick despair.

He took advantage of the fact that Jing Wuming's left arm was abolished, and went to assassinate him, Jing Wuming practiced the left-handed sword, so when would he wait if he didn't kill at this time? What he didn't expect was that Jing Wuming's right-hand sword was even better than his left-handed—he didn't know, and Shangguan Jinhong, who single-handedly cultivated Jing Wuming, didn't know either.

So he died.

Died of his father's "knife", even more from lies, from despair.

As for why he thought that Jing Wuming was his father's illegitimate son, no one knew. People will always subconsciously avoid things they don't like and don't want to face. The memory of this incident that Qiao Heng received can be said to be fragmented.

Although Lin Xian'er also sowed discord between him and Jing Wuming in her memory, she is such a woman, and the men she likes to watch her compete for her because of her one look and an ambiguous word, maybe she just wants to see him fight with Jing Wusheng, and there is no more far-reaching conspiracy.

Why does he have such a cognition, the real reason, except for the initiator, I am afraid that no one knows anymore.

Qiao Heng picked up the porcelain bowl, raised his head and drank all the medicine inside.

He wiped the stains from his mouth and stared intently at the figure in the mirror, the eyes of the person in the mirror to be exact.

When Lin Xian'er said that his eyes reminded her of a person, he almost thought that she would say Jing Wusheng, but she was talking about Li Xunhuan.

...... How could anyone think that his eyes were similar to Li Xunhuan?

It was probably the funniest joke he'd ever heard in his life.

......

Suburbs, roadsides, tea shops.

In the dust, a group of people on horseback and holding dart flags passed by the tea shop.

The head of the dart tightened the reins, turned over and dismounted, and said loudly: "Let's rest here!"

The group stopped talking and laughing.

Dart Head walked into the tea shop first, saying that it was a tea shop, but in fact it was just a shed with no walls and thatched with wooden poles. He glanced around the environment of the tea shop, and saw that there was already a person sitting in the tea shop.

It was a beautiful woman, about twenty-eight years old, dressed in a gray dress, and she seemed to feel a little uneasy about the presence of so many strangers. She holds a teacup in her hand, and leans against a long bamboo pole next to the table, and if you look closely, you will see that her eyes are blank, and her eyes always seem to be half a beat slow when she looks.

Dart Head thought to himself, this is actually a blind girl. It's just a blind man, and it's not worth paying much attention to.

He walked up to the owner of the tea shop, slapped a tael of silver on the table, and said, "Uncle, please give each of my brothers a pot of good tea!"

"Okay, all the guest officers, rest first, and I'll go make tea." ”

A group of people in the dart game sat down one after another, chatting with each other about the things they encountered along the way, how to brag to the family after they went back, and then add a new dress to the mother-in-law and children at home.

In this small tea shed, there was a bit of enthusiasm for a while.

Suddenly, the laughter came to an abrupt end.

There was an extra group of people outside the tea shop, each dressed in yellow, and surrounded this small and dilapidated tea shop. The scary thing is that if you hadn't seen the comer, the people in the dart game wouldn't have noticed their arrival at all.

This kind of breathing technique and light skill are by no means ordinary roadblock robbers. The dart head is vigilant, who are they?

The dart head stood up, clenched his fists and said, "I don't know Taishan with my eyes, I don't know which way you are brothers?"

The people on the other side didn't reply as if they hadn't heard him.

The dart head observed the people in yellow outside, and four or five of them had gold trim embroidered on their yellow clothes, and they also wore an identical hat on their heads, probably the leader of the inside.

A name crossed his heart, and his heart was hoisted high.

Obviously, he wasn't the only one who thought of something like him. For a while, there were so many people here, but no one dared to say anything, and they were silent.

A man in a yellow coat embroidered with gold trim and a hat walked out of the group outside. He walked into the tea shed step by step, his hat, like the others, was pressed very low, making it difficult to see his appearance, but judging by his size, and the bare/exposed skin on his hands and neck, he should not be too old.

Qiao Heng looked at everyone in the tea shop, skipped the tea shop owner who was already shivering and hiding under the table, and focused on the blind girl who noticed that the atmosphere was wrong and was a little apprehensive.

He walked over to her table, and she heard his footsteps and looked at him with some confusion and nervousness.

Qiao Heng picked up the bamboo pole next to the table.

The darthead's heart was raised high, and the dart head could be mixed to the point where it was now, relying on his proud ear power, but he noticed that the other party's action was actually silent! The sound of the bamboo pole being picked up, the sound of the sleeves rubbing, and the faint sound of the wind when the bamboo slashed through the air were all absent. What a manipulation it takes to do this!

Qiao Heng held the bamboo and stabbed the blind girl's eyes silently and quickly, and his movements were so fast.

Just as the bamboo pole was about to pierce the blind woman's eye, his hand stopped without warning. If the blind girl blinks at this time, her eyelashes will inevitably touch the bamboo pole. However, there are no ifs in this world, the blind girl does not blink, and she does not find the danger that is imminent.

Qiao Heng glanced at her, and then put the bamboo back away.

Instead of falling, the heart of the dart head almost jumped out of his throat.

Money Gang! It's really Money Gang! A Money Gang that doesn't kill children, and the Money Gang doesn't kill people who don't understand martial arts! Although everyone in the rivers and lakes knows how ridiculous these two criteria are, and they never consider these two principles when they are full of people, sometimes they are really pursuing these two principles, which makes people feel more and more unfathomable and unpredictable.

Qiao Heng turned sideways, and his eyes fluttered on a yellow-clothed man who was also wearing a hat outside.

The man was holding a large handful of copper coins in his hand, his hand shook, and the sound of breaking the air sounded, and under the subtle control of the internal force, there was an extra copper coin on the head of everyone in the dart game. This scene should have been a little ridiculous, but everyone in the game was dead the moment the copper coin landed on their heads.

Above their heads are the deadly copper coins whose fame has spread all over the rivers and lakes.

The copper coin landed, and the head fell to the ground.

The copper coin is there, and the life is there.

The group in the dart game were like marionettes, and they didn't even dare to move, for fear that the copper coins above their heads would fall to the ground.

Qiao Heng said casually to the blind girl: "I'm sorry." Then he sat down opposite the blind woman, with one arm on the table.

Since the end of the last world, he has not adjusted his state, and he has not been happy to do anything. Sometimes, he would sit by the window and look at a flower quietly blooming outside the window, and he would be able to focus on it for several hours. He felt that he was in a fog, looking for an answer that he didn't even know what it was, and if he couldn't find it, he wouldn't be at peace.

Shangguan Jinhong is a very utilitarian person, and the money gang founded by him never raises wasters, even his own son. So, he appeared in this shabby and humble tea shop. What is the difference between sitting by the window and watching the flowers bloom and fall and sitting in a tea shop and watching the dust rise and fall?

Qiao Heng just sat without saying a word.

The gold pattern on the hem of his clothes is delicate and intricate, although this shirt is for the convenience of those who practice martial arts, the sleeves are shrunk and the waist is not a trace of cumbersome fabric, but gold and yellow are the most brilliant colors in the world, even if he doesn't say anything, he hasn't moved since he sat down, almost making people think that it is a statue wrapped in luxurious and beautiful clothes. They are the same lack of vitality, and the same peace and serene, as for how on the inside, if they don't completely destroy the appearance of brilliance, who knows?

Another man in yellow with a hat also walked into the tea shop and said politely to everyone: "Our rules, I think everyone knows them, so I won't waste everyone's effort." However, I hope that all the heroes here can rest assured that as long as you can abide by the rules, we will ensure your safety. In your dart, there is exactly something we need, the so-called innocent husband, the truth of guilt, everyone should still understand. Until the last resort, it's better not to see blood, do you think that's the reason?"

The dart head showed a smile that seemed to cry but not cry, and forced out his voice: "What the hero said is right." ”

The man in yellow looked at each of them, as if he was asking for their opinions one by one.

The people who were swept by his gaze stiffened their faces and spoke in agreement. When his eyes fell on the last man, the man trembled his legs and nodded subconsciously.

When.

A crisp sound of copper coins falling to the ground sounded.

The man's face turned pale and he stumbled in defense: "This ...... It was an accident, please...... I beg the hero to give me another chance!"

The man in yellow was obviously a little surprised, he glanced at the copper coin that fell on the ground, and said, "I'm sorry, everyone knows our rules, and you must always abide by the rules." But don't worry, our rules are here, and you won't die in vain. If you still have any wishes, such as revenge on the enemy, or the placement of wives and children, our money gang can complete it on your behalf. ”

A pee/smell permeated the air.

The man's pleading gaze swept over his companion, and the darthead's eyes drifted for a moment, and then closed his eyes deadly, as if he had not seen the gaze of his companion.

It may be difficult to believe it when you say it, if you want to ask who among so many people present, who can best understand this person's mood, it is probably Qiao Heng.

You think you and your brother can stick a knife in each other's ribs, but you are the only one who really thinks so. You think that you and your friends can go to the trouble for each other, but you are the only one who really thinks so.

Relying on the mountains and falling down, relying on the water to dry up.

From beginning to end, the only thing a person can rely on in the end is himself. Qiao Heng said to himself silently.

The man looked at the man in yellow hopelessly, he gritted his teeth tightly and said, "I...... I'm going to ......"

The man in yellow assumed a posture of listening attentively.

The man cursed in tears: "I, grass, you, mother, why the hell do you want me to die! What are you!"

The man in yellow was stunned for a moment, but he didn't get angry. He asked, "I think you can change your wish." ”

The man gasped and glared at the man in yellow in fear and anger.

The man in yellow glanced at him regretfully, a silver light flashed, and the next moment, there was a bone-rolling head on the ground. The man in yellow inserted the knife back into the scabbard when he didn't know when, and he said, "I'm sorry, my mother has been dead for many years, and this is the only way to find him." Therefore, it is better to think clearly about this last wish. ”

The head rolled to Qiao Heng's feet, and the eyes full of hatred and disbelief met Qiao Heng's eyes. Then the golden statue finally moved, and he raised his hand and pressed the brim of the hat lightly, separating each other's eyes.

The conversation in the tea shop, and the smell of blood in the air, how could the blind girl not hear and smell. Her body trembled slightly, tears filled her eyes, but she did not dare to let the tears fall, because she knew that one of the leaders of this qiē was sitting opposite her.

But what she also didn't know was that the unknown young man with no surname, in the long past, had also walked the world with a sword, and the road was uneven and dirty, and he was also a person who believed in Confucian sayings such as "I am blessed by the thin sky, and I am rich and virtuous; I am in the form of heaven, and I am easy to make up for it; I am met by heaven, and I am Heng and I am the way to pass it". A long, long time ago, he was also full of pride, and wholeheartedly agreed that "the eldest husband was born in troubled times, and he should bring a three-foot sword and make immortal achievements"!

However, Qiao Heng, who was now sitting opposite the blind girl, in her perception, for a moment, she only felt that the other party was like a walking corpse. He can laugh and be angry, and he is kind and pleasant when he speaks to people, but he has long been as cold as iron, and he is not unkind.

If not, how could he be indifferent to this qiē happening in front of him?

The author has something to say: well, it's a transitional chapter

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ps: Thank you little angels for the bombs, thank you for feeding~\(≧▽≦)/~

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