The third round: Zhongzhou Eternal Heroism [1]

In King Qi's house, in front of Cui Jiutang. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info is not accidental, but it is also cause and effect.

I only sigh for the present and the old, but I don't know the past years. Thousands of words, pay with the east wind thin wine.

Section 1: Mills

Yang Ling chased out of the manor, only to see Xu Xianchun and others go straight north on the horse, although he can catch up for a while with his light skills, but it is bound to exhaust after a long time. When Xu Xianchun first arrived, the three horses were tied to the tree outside the door, while the rest of the guests' mounts were placed in the Zheng family's stables.

Yang Ling didn't have time to ask others, so he jumped on a horse and galloped out of the village.

Yang Ling chased for more than 20 miles non-stop, but he didn't see Xu Xianchun and others. He thought to himself: "Xu Xianchun is bound to rush to Fengyang, there is still a distance from Fengyang, it is not difficult to chase, but now there is still more than a month before the twenty-sixth of September, will he go straight to Fengyang, or will he go elsewhere? If Jinyiwei is allowed to converge, it will be difficult to rob people again." In any case, the people had to be intercepted before he reached Fengyang. ”

Seeing that it was already dark at dusk, he had to ease the reins and wanted to find an inn, but this is the outskirts of Yangzhou, and there are mulberry trees everywhere, how can there be any people.

As he was looking around, he saw a large mill not far from the northwest, with a small stream on the edge of the mill and a water wheel turning. Yang Ling said in his heart: "It's better to go to this mill to rest for a while, and chase it tomorrow." ”

He rode over, jumped down, knocked on the door, and said, "Passing through your land, it is getting late, and I hope to spend the night!" He shouted several times, and when he saw that no one answered, he wondered in his heart.

He turned his head to look at the sky, and immediately laughed at his confusion: "Most of the people in this mill have gone home to eat at this moment. He pushed open the door and stepped over the threshold to enter. I saw a stone mortar on the left side of the mill, next to a stone pestle, and an attic on the right, with two sets of ladders placed below.

Yang Ling led the horse into the workshop, sat down by the straw and ate some dry food.

In the evening, Yang Ling never saw anyone coming, he didn't dare to go to the attic without authorization, so he had to lay some straw and stay overnight.

The sound of frogs by the stream is bursting, and from time to time "croaking" disturbs people's peace. However, Yang Ling traveled from Wuxi to Yangzhou for several days, and now he has fought with Xu Xianchun and other masters one after another, which is extremely exhausting. He didn't hear how the frogs were noisy outside the mill, and soon fell asleep.

When he slept until the third watch, the footsteps outside the mill suddenly sounded, and Yang Ling was immediately alert. About 20 people came quickly, with light and swift steps, obviously all about martial arts. He thought to himself, "Who could it be?" Could it be a pedestrian who was spending the night?" and he got up and hid in the straw pile.

The mill door was pushed open, and the horse took a few steps by the fence. "Well, there are horses, is there someone in there?" said one of them. "Regardless of him, most of them are passers-by who spend the night. The other said, "Let's go in, and don't wake up the people inside." ”

The more than 20 people entered the mill one after another, and Yang Ling held his breath. They looked around, and then they gathered together, and one of them whispered to the other: "Chief, brothers look around, and there seems to be no one here." ”

The man, surnamed Wu, nodded and said, "That horse may belong to the owner of this mill, stay here, don't pay attention to it." Everyone will rest here tonight and leave early tomorrow morning. ”

One of them whispered, "What if that man chases after him?" The other reprimanded: "What's the matter with chasing? We always have more than 20 brothers here, are you still afraid of him?"

The leader stopped them and said, "Don't say anything, be careful." Li Si and Liu Qi, the two of you take turns keeping vigil, and the others have a good rest. Li Si and Liu Qi answered the call and went out, and the rest of the people scattered to find some straw to cover.

Another person whispered a lot of things to the leader: "Boss, why do we have to travel so day and night, what kind of character is that enemy, so powerful?" The leader said coldly: "I don't know, but he killed Xu Laosan with a sword, this kung fu is not something we can achieve." ”

The man hurriedly said, "But where did our Fish Gang offend him? He insisted on killing us all?" Wu Laodao: "These are also questions I want to ask, but I'm afraid that we won't even have a chance to ask when we meet him." ”

Yangling Dark Village: "'Swimming Fish Gang'...... Could it be that the little gang in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River? Who would mobilize the people to get along with such a small gang? This gang is already small, and it is impossible to offend anyone with a background...... It's weird. ”

Zhan Lao Er said again: "It's just that where can we escape here?" Wu Lao replied: "I have a good relationship with the Taihu Lake Qinglong Gang Long Yuanjiang, and the Qinglong Gang is a big man, this Taihu Lake is the foundation of his fortune, as the saying goes: 'A strong dragon is difficult to suppress the head snake on the ground', even if that person is powerful, he will not dare to make a mistake in Taihu Lake." "Boss, then why don't we go south directly, but go down the river to Yangzhou to do something?" "What do you know? That person has great powers, he must know my friendship with the leader of the Dragon Gang, we take Yangzhou, and then turn back to Taihu Lake, this is called the old ...... of doubt."

Yang Ling sighed with emotion: "It seems that you still don't know that the head of the Blue Dragon Gang has been exterminated by the Cangnan faction. No matter how powerful you are, you will always be defeated by stronger opponents. Could it be that this is the so-called law of the jungle?"

He didn't mean to eavesdrop on the secrets of the other gangs, but he was extremely deaf, and he couldn't sleep anymore after a night's sleep. But he was afraid of alarming this group of people, so he sat quietly, silently used Xuangong, and adjusted his internal breath. The two men stopped talking and wanted to rest.

Suddenly, two screams followed, and then the window flew into the two, it was Li Si and Liu Qi who were patrolling outside the square. Everyone was taken aback and drew their swords one after another.

"Hahaha!" A long laugh drifted around, Russia on the left, Russia on the right, and suddenly stopped at the door. Yang Ling said in his heart: "This person is very good, not under me!" He listened attentively, but he couldn't confirm the specific location of the person who came.

The door was slowly pushed open, and Yang Ling faintly saw a person in blue and white clothes with a long sword in his hand slowly walking in by the moonlight. The people of the Fish Gang surrounded him, and Boss Wu shouted, "Who are you?" and his voice trembled slightly.

The man in blue smiled and said, "Hehe, who am I, you can go to the Netherworld Mansion and ask Lord Yama." Seeing that the people who came had completely regarded them as dead, one of the helpers could not hold his breath and scolded, "Your grandmother's ......" Before he could finish speaking, he had been pierced through the throat by a long sword.

When everyone saw this, they shouted and cursed. The man in blue laughed, his long sword was as fast as a shock, and three more people were killed in an instant. Yang Ling saw that his swordsmanship was ruthless, and although he couldn't see it clearly in the dark, he was still secretly surprised: "I don't know this set of swordsmanship, which sect is he?"

It was very dark in the mill, and the crowded side was afraid of injuring their own people by mistake, but the man in blue came alone, pointing his long sword at the east and west, without any scruples.

Yang Ling sighed secretly: "This person is so ruthless, his moves are fatal, and he doesn't leave a living!" He knew that if he didn't make a move, more than 20 people in the workshop would die in an instant. He took out the folding fan from his waist and was about to make a move, but he heard Wu Laodao: "Why did Your Excellency want to kill the Swimming Fish Gang?"

Yang Ling thought secretly: "Let's listen to what the man in blue has to say first." Slowly, he inserted the folding fan back into his waist, and thought for a while: "I don't know why, maybe this fish gang has done something evil, and this jealous and hateful chivalrous warrior has learned about it, so he chased and killed him for thousands of miles." It's just that this 'knight' is too ruthless. Second, I was in the dark, if I made a move, I would inevitably not be recognized as a fish gang, there were too many misunderstandings, and I couldn't argue at that time. I still have important things to do, how can I care about these vendettas?"

The man in blue smiled: "If you can block my three moves, I will tell you!" "You ......" The boss didn't say anything, and he was also pierced through the throat by a sword. Yang Ling was shocked: "It's so ruthless! If you don't make a move, it's too late...... But ...... "There were still three people in the workshop, and when they saw that the boss was dead, they hurriedly ran outside the workshop." The man in blue sneered, raised his left hand, and heard three screams, and all three were killed by hidden weapons.

At the moment when Yang Ling's mind wandered, there were three more corpses in the mill.

Yang Ling saw that these more than 20 people were killed in front of him, but he didn't help, and he felt guilty in his heart: "I...... What's wrong with me...... I actually... He hesitated to stand by and watch?...... Alas!" Although he wanted to save it, he didn't make a move after all.

The man in blue took out the square scarf from his arms, wiped it on the sword body repeatedly, and walked to the corpse of the boss, sighing: "Boss Wu, if you want to blame it, you can only blame your third brother Xu, who is too beautiful to marry a wife." Haha!"

Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, and said secretly: "What do you mean?" He didn't save the people of the Fish Gang, he was uneasy, and his forehead unconsciously leaned down on the straw pile.

"Hmph, there are still miscellaneous hairs hiding in hiding, and you don't want Dao Ye to get out!?" The blue-clothed man's long sword swept straight across the straw pile where Yang Ling was hiding. Yang Ling hurriedly jumped away, and said in his heart: "After all, he found out." ”

The man in blue didn't notice it at first, but when all the more than 20 people were killed, he actually heard a very faint sound of straw touching, if it weren't for Yang Ling's turbulent mind and accidentally touching the straw, he would probably leave.

The man in blue pointed his long sword and wanted to cut off Yang Ling's left arm. Yang Ling hurriedly pulled the folding fan and made a square at his sword. The sword fan touched, and the right hand of both of them was shocked: "What a strong internal force!"

The two of them each took a step back. The man in blue looked at him for a moment and said, "You are not from the Fish Swimming Gang. Who are you?"

Yang Ling also said: "Who are you? Why do you want to kill all these people? The means are so brutal?" There is not much light in the mill, and neither of them can see each other's faces clearly.

Yang Ling couldn't hear his accent, it wasn't authentic official language, he was about thirty years old, and he heard him call himself a Taoist master, could it be a Taoist priest?

The blue-clothed man said: "It's ridiculous, since you don't want to say it, I won't force it." If you want to ask me my name and surname, then just like them, go to Lord Yama and ask!" As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword stabbed Yang Ling directly in the chest, Yang Ling dodged sideways, and returned a trick of "splitting flowers and brushing willows".

The man in blue swept his long sword, came in diagonally, and stabbed the other party in the chest. Yang Ling was suspicious, and the folding fan turned into a sword momentum, which was a move "Zizhu into the clouds". The two of them exchanged blades, shook again, and took another step back.

The man in blue saw that he made two moves of Emei swordsmanship in a row, and he was suspicious, so he said: "Are you a lay disciple of the Emei faction?" Yang Ling did not answer, and pointed at the opponent's chest with a move of "avoiding green and red", this time he attacked first, but wanted to see how the other party responded. The man in blue swung his long sword, made a hand knife in his left hand, split Yang Ling's folding fan, and reversed the long sword in his right hand, still pointing at the opponent's chest.

Yang Ling sighed secretly, jumped back in the air, and said abruptly: "Yunnan Diancang Sect!?"

The man in blue was stunned for a long time before he said, "Good knowledge! "Yang Ling Shicai used three Emei sword techniques in a row, just to find out what the other party was doing.

There is a set of songs for Emei swordsmanship, and there is a single way: "Emei swordsmanship is wonderful, and the remnant rainbow is a set of rules." The body is like a warbler piercing the willows, and the sword seems to chase the soul without leaving people. "Emei swordsmanship is rigid in soft, rigid and soft, soft and flexible when not starting, without the slightest bit of strength; Therefore, it is easiest to see his rigid and soft trend from the opponent's response, and then see the opponent's sword intent.

Emei also has a set of cross attack and defense secrets, among which the "exploration" trick says: "The door is not open and the hand is probed, and the patriarchal footwork is moving." "The idea is to find out the depth of the other party.

Yang Ling said: "The trick you use is called 'splitting the box and splitting the armor', whether it is offensive or defensive, the move is directed at the opponent's chest, and there is a tendency to open the box and crack the armor." This is the untaught learning of the Daoist of the Diancang Sect of Dyeing Feather!" He paused, and then said: "The Diancang Sect is not in the Central Plains, and it rarely walks around the rivers and lakes. Are you a disciple of the Dye Feather Dao Master?

The man in blue smiled: "Hmph! Since you guessed, it doesn't hurt to tell you." Poor Dao Yuziyin is the unfilial apprentice of the Dyeing Feather Daoist. Who are you?

Yang Ling pondered: "He signed up for his own number, obviously he wants me to be open and honest, but he just ......" He changed the topic: "What kind of enmity do these people have against you? Why did you kill them all so ruthlessly!?" His tone gradually sharpened.

Yu Ziyin said: "Poor Dao loves to kill whoever he wants, Your Excellency can't care about this idle matter, right?"

Yang Ling said angrily: "Family affairs, national affairs, world affairs, everything is concerned. People in the world discuss the affairs of the world, not to mention that the road is uneven?"

Yu Ziyin sneered: "The affairs of the world are still unfinished, why not settle it?"

[1] From one of the Yuan Dynasty Yuan Haowen's "Thirty Poems on Poems", the full poem is as follows:

"The song of generosity will never be preached, and the song of the dome is natural. The heroic spirit of Zhongzhou has also gone to Yinshan Elechuan. ”

The poem is about the Song of the Ele.

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