The night was deep, and the moon was bright and cloudy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The boy gently flattened his body for a long time, allowing him to lie down in a haystack.

Looking out from the top of the haystack, a black cloud of smoke rose from the ground and drifted into the sky in the moonlight. Where the smoke rises is Goshuhan's mansion.

After a long time, he had a bloody battle with An Lushan's personal guards, and was shot three arrows by the archers, and the blood flowed, and he almost lost his life. The young man rescued him for a long time and fled all the way to Goshuhan's mansion. In a fit of rage, An Lushan beheaded more than 100 people in Geshuhan's mansion and burned the place to ashes with a fire.

The boy took a ladle of water and placed it beside him.

For a long time, he was hit by three arrows in his body and lost too much blood. Thankfully, none of the injuries were severe. Although the bleeding had stopped for the time being, he had fallen into a coma.

The young man looked at Jiu Rang, who was still in a coma, shook his head, and thought to himself: "This brother, knowing that he is invincible to everyone, but he wants to face the battle, is a bit heroic. It's just that now I don't know when he will wake up. ”

After a long time in a coma, those faces lingered in his mind.

"Jiu Jiu Rang, why are you so reckless?" In a coma, Jiu Jiu Rang saw Ge Shuhan holding half a sword in his hand, his robe was soaked red with blood, and his face was covered with blood, standing there, scolding him, "Except for me, only you have a chance to revive the Tang Dynasty." Now, you have recklessly failed to assassinate An Lushan, which really disappoints me! Is the piece of paper I gave you safe now?"

For a long time, Jean hurriedly ran forward and wanted to explain. However, Ge Shuhan did not give him room for explanation, and turned around to leave.

After a long time, Jean ran a few steps and caught up with Ge Shuhan. Unexpectedly, when Ge Shuhan turned around again, a face of Ge Shu Bihua appeared.

"Hahaha!" Suddenly, Geshu Bihua showed an obscene face, and said with a smile, "I wanted to include you in my deep palace, but you are my enemy! Alas! It's a pity, you have a good face." After speaking, his face suddenly changed, and he said fiercely, "Go die!"

As soon as the words fell, Geshu Bihua raised his hand, aimed half of the sword at the center of his eyebrows, and stabbed it with a sword. For a long time, Jean wanted to dodge, but his body couldn't move.

Just as the sword was about to pierce into his eyebrows, An Lushan came from a distance and stopped Geshu Bihua.

"Hey, beauty, don't kill him yet!" An Lushan slowly approached with a hideous face, Geshu Bihua stopped his hand, and slowly handed the sword into An Lushan's hand, while he leaned on An Lushan's left arm, pretending to be a bird.

An Lushan took the sword and said with a smile: "For a long time, you want to assassinate me, I said that I want Ge Shuhan's family to atone for your sins!" After that, An Lushan waved his hand, only to see a group of people tied up by An Lushan's backhand and walked over.

"Don't kill me!" Ge Shuhan's eldest son and wife walked in the front, crying and begging An Lushan for mercy. An Lushan glanced at it for a long time, and with the half of the sword in his hand, he cut the throats of the two of them with two "smacks". The two fell to the ground, blood gushing out of their throats, and after a few convulsions on the ground, they fell silent.

"We were wrong, don't kill us! Don't kill us!" Ge Shuhan's second son and wife pushed in front of An Lushan, pleading bitterly. An Lushan glanced at it for a long time, and used the same technique to cut the throats of the two of them, and the two of them died in the same tragic state.

For a long time, I wanted to stop it, but I couldn't move at all. watched and watched the old and young of Ge Shuhan's family being brutally killed by An Lushan in front of him. He gritted his teeth with hatred, but An Lushan and Geshu Bihua laughed and killed people one after another. In a few moments, the whole family of Geshuhan was lying on the ground, their throats slit, and blood flowed and soaked the surface of their feet.

After An Lushan finished killing, he threw the sword aside, looked at Jiu Jiu Rang, sneered and said, "Jiu Jiu Rang, can you afford this blood debt?"

After a long time, he still couldn't move, he wanted to catch up and cut the two of them with a thousand knives, but he still seemed to be bound by his legs, and he couldn't take a single step at all.

Suddenly, Ge Shuhan's family, who had fallen to the ground and died in a tragic state, stood up one after another. The deep wound on the neck was still bleeding out, but they seemed to be resurrected again, and walked towards Jiurang. As he walked, he muttered in a low voice: "You want to avenge us!" "I won't let you go if I am a ghost!" "I died so miserably, so pitiful!"

The long time I spent in a coma for a whole night gave me nightmares like nightmares. When the day was bright, the young man looked at him for a long time, and his face had turned pale, and beads of sweat were still rolling down his forehead. The grass around me has become damp, completely contrasting with the dry grass. For a long time, my hands kept shaking, like convulsions before death. The boy could see that if he let him drain his internal strength in a coma for a long time, then he would fall asleep forever.

"That's the only way!" The young man hurriedly took the ladle of water that had been placed beside him for a long time last night, and muttered to himself, "Brother, I'm very sorry!"

"Uh......" After being splashed with this life-saving scoop of water, it took a long time for Ling to suddenly open his eyes and let out a low roar in his throat.

Seeing this, the young man hurriedly stepped forward to help him up for a long time. For a long time, he couldn't wake up from the nightmare, and kept his eyes open, staring into the distance blankly.

"Ahem!" Finally, nearly an hour later, he sat up and coughed incessantly.

The young man's hanging heart also fell to the ground: "It seems that he will not be in danger!" the young man stood up and thought to himself.

After a long time, I calmed down, and my mind was a little sober. He glanced up at the strange boy, and vaguely remembered that it was yesterday, and it was the same boy who rescued him from the mansion of Geshuhan.

"Dare to ask Shaoxia, respect the surname, I will definitely repay the grace of saving my life!" After a long time, he reluctantly squeezed out a few slightly hoarse words from his mouth, and as soon as he finished speaking, he coughed again.

"You're welcome, I didn't save you so you could repay me. The boy waved his hand, took another scoop from the ground not far away, and said, "It's okay, there's still water." Come and take a sip!" he said, handing the ladle of water to a long time ago.

After a long time, he let go of the scoop of water and said, "Thank you, I'm not thirsty yet." After speaking, he looked at the young man carefully.

The young man was dressed in white and had his long hair scattered casually. The body is slightly fat, and the skin is fair. He had been holding a book in his hand, and a brush leaked out of his waist around the bag. It can be seen that this is a weak little scholar.

After a long time, Jean continued: "I still don't know your honorable name?"

The young man sat down and replied, "In Xia Xiahou Ding, his family lives in a poor country northwest of Pinglu, and lives in seclusion all year round. As he spoke, he asked with concern, "Brother Xu, do you feel better?"

"Oh?" After a long time, it was very strange to hear him call out his surname, "Where did Your Excellency know that my surname is Xu?"

"Hmm!" Xiahou Ding lowered his head, a little shy, and said, "I can't hide it, I only found out on the day I rescued you." Ten days ago, when I was still at home, a group of officers and soldiers came and insisted that I join the army. If I refuse, they will lift up their swords and kill me. Fortunately, I practiced light exercises since I was a child, flying up and down, and coming and going freely, so I escaped. ”

As he spoke, Xiahou Ding sighed: "Alas, then, I have no home to go back to, so I have to wander." Speaking of this, Xiahou Ding patted Jiu Jiurang's shoulder and said, "Just yesterday, I went to your house and saw that your family was holding a funeral, and it seemed that a certain official had died. So, I sneaked into the house to get something to eat. As a result, I encountered a scene of confrontation between you and those officers and soldiers. ”

After listening to it for a long time, he shook his head with a smile and said, "They are not officers and soldiers, they are anti-thieves!"

Xiahou Ding shook his head and said, "Whether it's an official or a thief, I don't know." Anyway, it was the same people who were wearing the same clothes as them before who wanted to arrest me and serve as a soldier. Now I see you confronting them, and you are hit by three arrows, and you are about to be caught by them. I thought to myself, what if I caught you and insisted on using you as a soldier? As he spoke, Xiahou Ding pointed to the three arrow wounds on his body for a long time.

After a long time, Jean looked down and saw that he was indeed wrapped with a white strip of cloth. Two wounds were on the left side of the waist and one on the thigh.

Xiahouding continued: "Although these three arrow wounds are not fatal, if the bleeding is not stopped in time, the blood in your body will be dried up in less than an hour. ”

After listening to it for a long time, he hurriedly wanted to stand up and salute and thank you: "Your Excellency's life-saving grace, I will let it ...... for a long time"

Seeing this, Xiahou Ding hurriedly pressed him and said, "Okay, don't move." The arrow wound will recur, and the wound will collapse again, and the gods will not be able to save you!"

After listening to his persuasion for a long time, he sat on the ground and no longer made any big movements.

For a long time, Jean took out a piece of paper that had been soaked with sweat from his arms. This piece of paper was given to him by Geshuhan before he died, telling him to open it again after his death. However, he was carried away by grief, and he forgot Ge Shuhan's entrustment.

After a long time, he carefully opened the folded four-folded paper, and Xiahou Ding couldn't help but come up to watch it out of curiosity.

"I've been letting for a long time. After my death, my adopted daughter Bihua was afraid of having a different heart. If his heart is different, he will not be merciful!"

In just a few lines, if he had done what Ge Shuhan had instructed earlier, he would not have ended up today.

After reading it twice for a long time, Yang Tian sighed: "It turns out that my father-in-law has long expected that Geshu Bihua will have two hearts. And I forgot all about such an important thing! I ......."

Xiahou Ding comforted: "Brother Xu, the world is unpredictable. Even if you obey your father's instructions as soon as possible, there will be other troubles. Perhaps, there should be such a catastrophe in fate!"

Long Jean shook his head. At this point, remorse is useless.

After a while, after a long time, he thought of Ge Shuhan's family, and asked Xiahou Ding: "Benefactor, I don't know if those thieves have embarrassed that family after I left?"

Xiahou Ding was stunned for a while after hearing this. I thought to myself: "His serious injuries have not healed yet, and I don't know how he relates with that family." If I tell the truth, I'm afraid that his excited wound will rupture again, and then it will not be easy to deal with!" Thinking of this, Xiahou Ding smiled, "Oh! After I rescued you, those thieves chased after me. They weren't as good as mine, so they couldn't catch up. ”

After a long time, Xia Hou Ding answered the question, it seems that Ge Shuhan's family is more auspicious.

"No, I have to go back and see!" for a long time, he secretly thought to himself, "My father-in-law handed me over my life's learning, and I can't just leave because of this." If anything happens to my father-in-law's family, I must personally break An Lushan's body into ten thousand pieces!"

Thinking of this, after a long time, Jean made up his mind, healed his injuries, and returned to the Geshu Mansion.

The next day, Long Rang followed Xiahou Ding to the mountain forest where he had been living in seclusion, where he was ready to recuperate his wounds.

This deep mountain forest is in the northwest of Pinglu and is very desolate. Shahouddin said that the woods used to be lush here. Since being driven away by the rebels, the rebels have carried out a large-scale deforestation of the area. The trees that used to give birth to life were cut down and turned into arrows for killing.

Xiahouding's secluded house is located in this deep mountain and old forest, and the location is not very hidden. The house is made of bluestone, and the roof is covered with heavy thatch, which can keep out the rain even on heavy rainy days. The interior of the house is very simple, just a simple place to put daily necessities.

"It seems that it is going to be re-purchased!" Xiahou Ding said helplessly, "How many days will it take to copy and write before I can buy all these pots and bowls!" It turns out that Xiahou Ding has always earned some money by copying and writing to make a living. By the time the rebels had passed, the house was empty.

The largest collection in the house is Xiahou Ding's collection of books, which have been passed down from generation to generation by ancestors, and can be called ancient books and classics. The rebels spared nothing, but the collection of books did not move at all.

Although the house is dilapidated, for a period of time, An Lushan's people will definitely not return here, and the two of them can stay here with peace of mind for a short time.

Outside the house, a large fence is formed with logs as thick as small arms, and a courtyard is enclosed outside. Directly north of the courtyard is a simple pig nest, and the pigs inside have been looted by the rebels. Directly south of the courtyard is the main gate of the courtyard, from which you can go all the way south to reach the city of Pinglu. In the center of the courtyard is a large round stone table, which can seat more than two people cross-legged. Around the large stone table are eight round wooden piers as thick as elephant legs, covered with green moss, which shows that no one has sat down for a long time.

Xiahou Ding is not alone here, although he has a lot of tea and light food every day, he has a collection of hundreds of books to get by. Since childhood, the first skill he learned was to learn to live on his own.

In Xiahou Ding's words: If it is an ordinary arrow wound, it can basically be healed in ten days. However, the position of these three arrows can be described as very tricky, and the arrow that hit the thigh was not a big problem, but one of the other two arrows that hit the waist was very close to the kidney point in the waist. Fortunately, it's just biased, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to live on the bed for the rest of my life. This made him vaguely feel that he might need up to half a year to recuperate before he could return to the state before he was injured.

Reality has proved that the feeling of letting for a long time is correct. It takes half a year to recuperate from an arrow wound. While recuperating from his injuries, he carefully studied Ge Shuhan's gun and sword scores every day. Now, for a long time, marksmanship and swordsmanship have reached the point of perfection.

"Everyone in the world knows Ge Shuhan's marksmanship, but I didn't expect that the swordsmanship is also magical!" Xiahou Ding walked from outside the door and said with a sigh.

For a long time, let me practice swords in the courtyard as usual. Hearing Xiahou Ding's voice, he stopped the sword in his hand and said with a smile: "Haha! Brother Xiahou Xian, you just entered the city, why did you come back so quickly today?"

Xiahou Ding smiled mysteriously, walked to the side of Jiu Rang and said, "Do you know, An Lushan is dead!"

"An Lushan is dead?" After listening to it for a long time, half of the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he said in surprise, "When did you die?"

Xiahou Ding looked at his expression that he didn't know whether he was happy or sad and said: "I also just learned that people in Pinglu City are rumored that he was hacked to death by his own son, and then chopped into meat paste by his close ministers. ”

"Ahh Suddenly, he smiled again, "Traitor, traitor, let you escape the sword in my hand!" he said, picking up the sword from the ground and putting it back in its sheath.

Xiahou Ding patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother Xu, it can be seen that you were also walking in the rivers and lakes before. We people in the rivers and lakes don't ask about the affairs of the court. As you said, An Lushan is a rebellious minister and thief who plots to usurp the throne. But so what? When people die and their debts are destroyed, you can't repay this revenge!"

Long Jean nodded. Suddenly, as if he remembered something again, his eyebrows tightened, and he said, "No, this revenge is not over yet!"

"Huh?" Xiahou Ding looked at him and asked, "An Lushan is dead, who else do you want to seek revenge?"

At this time, suddenly a voice came from a distance.

"He's looking for me!" a woman's voice came.

After listening to it for a long time, he smiled slightly, and couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart. He had already heard that Geshu Bihua was coming, and the opportunity for revenge had come.

The two of them looked at the door in unison, and Geshu Bihua was slowly walking from a distance.

Geshu Bihua no longer has the brilliance of the past, and the gorgeous satin on his body is already full of holes. Although her face was covered with dust and exhaustion, she could still see how charming and charming she once was. In the past, she only needed one look to make a man obey. At this moment, she is no different from a lost dog.

"Who are you?" shouted Xiahouding as he stepped forward.

Geshu Bihua seemed to have changed into a different person, lost his former frivolity, just simply bent down and saluted, and said: "I am Geshu Bihua, the person I have been looking for for a long time." ”

After hearing this, Xiahou Ding was stunned for a moment, and then looked at it for a long time.

For a long time, his expression was extremely unnatural, although it was joy from the heart, but there was some sympathy in his eyes.

For a long time, I didn't know how to face Geshu Bihua in my heart. He still remembered that day in the courtyard, Geshu Bihua whispered in her ear like a breeze and willows, which made his heart very excited. Later, Geshu Bihua's betrayal made him hate this woman to death in his heart, and he wanted to kill An Lushan and this woman countless times in his heart. However, seeing her current downfall, there was a trace of pity for a long time. Through the tattered clothes and filth on her face, I still remember what she looked like when she was amorous for a long time.

Geshu Bihua was very calm and limped over. - She was shot with an arrow in the leg, and the arrow was still in the leg, but the wound was already scabbed with blood, and it was not easy to remove the arrow.

Xiahou Ding looked at Geshu Bihua, then looked at Long Jiurang, and said, "Hmm...... Then I'll go into the house first. I bought a new book today, and I just wanted to read it. As he spoke, he walked into the house, "You talk!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiahou Ding "chuckled" in his heart, and thought: "Talk, what are you talking about? I'm afraid I'm going to kill someone here!"

Geshu Bihua limped in front of Long Jean. After a long time, Jean still kept smiling, pointed to the round wooden pier, and said, "You can sit down!" After speaking, he also sat down.

Geshu Bihua propped up the table with difficulty, straightened one injured leg, bent the other leg down, and reluctantly sat down.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Geshu Bihua opened his mouth first: "Are you still blaming me for betraying your father-in-law?"

For a long time, Jean didn't answer, but silently took out the half of the sword from behind him and placed it in front of her.

Ge Shu Bihua recognized at a glance that this sword was Ge Shuhan's sword. She immediately understood that for a long time, Jean had been concerned about revenge, until now.

After a long time, he glanced at Ge Shu Bihua's legs, and wanted to know who was the poisoner.

Seeing this, Geshu Bihua deliberately covered the wound with his already torn clothes.

In the end, he couldn't help but ask, "Who caused the injury on your leg?"

Geshu Bihua sighed lightly and said, "Presumably you also know that An Lushan is dead. As he spoke, Geshu Bihua raised his hand and exposed his arm. There is also a deep scar on his arm.

Geshu Bihua continued: "A few days ago, King Yan came to Pinglu to look for me, and his son also came with him. During the banquet, his son spoke lightly to me, and was reprimanded by King Yan. His son had a premeditated plan, so he took this opportunity to stab An Lushan to death in the middle of the night, and wanted to kill me. Fortunately, he escaped under the protection of several loyal guards, but he was still slashed and shot with an arrow in the leg. After speaking, Geshu Bihua hid his face and sobbed.

For a long time, my heart suddenly felt a little distressed.

As an unscrupulous daughter who betrayed her father-in-law, she deserved it.

After a long time, Jean picked up half of the sword on the table, handed it to Geshu Bihua, and said, "This is my father-in-law, a relic of your adoptive father." Before, I wanted to use this half of the sword to avenge my father-in-law. It's a pity that An Lushan was killed first. With that, he stood up and said, "Go away." Just now I wanted to kill you to avenge my father-in-law, but after all, you are the only surviving descendant of my father-in-law. I don't want to see you again, so let's go!"

Geshu Bihua glanced at the half of the sword, looked at it for a long time, and cried: "I'm desperate, and I don't expect you to take me in." For the sake of our brother and sister, can you forgive me?"

For a long time, he deliberately avoided her eyes and nodded vigorously. Because, he didn't want to be kind to him just because he looked at her more.

Ge Shu Bihua took the sword, and couldn't help but think of Ge Shuhan in his heart, and when he thought of Ge Shuhan's family, he cried even more.

Slowly, Geshu Bihua stood up and left with half of the sword in his hand. After a long time, I was relieved, after all, I had a big deal on my mind. It's just that from now on, I can't fit other women in my heart.

Half a year later, Geshu Bihua's body was found in the moat of Pinglu. Geshu Bihua cut his wrist with the half of the sword, held a large stone, and sank into the river with the sword.

Three years later, according to Ge Shuhan's gun and sword scores, he wrote his own swordsmanship secrets.

A long sword has made a great reputation for a long time, and people who practice martial arts in the world have been eyed by it.

In front of the bluestone table in the courtyard, he picked up the written sword book for a long time, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile.

Xiahou Ding took out the four treasures of the study room from the room, placed them on the bluestone table, and said with a smile while placing them: "Congratulations to Brother Xu, congratulations to Brother Xu! After the sword writing is completed, it will definitely be immortal!"

For a long time, let me not care about the things that "have been in the world for a long time", and said: "Yes, this book is complete, and it can be regarded as a long time since I let it go in vain in the world! ”

"That's right, Brother Xu. What is the name of this book?" Xia Houding took out the Four Treasures of the Study, just to prepare to mention the name in the book.

This question can be regarded as asking him. After all, I haven't read poetry and songs, and although the words are learned, if you talk about the name, you really can't say a word.

After pondering for a long time, he clasped his fists with his hands to Xiahou Ding and said, "Please also ask Xiahou Xian Brother to give this book a name!"

Xiahou Ding sat down, thought for a while, clapped his hands and said, "By the way, it's called "Jianhua Benji"!"

"Oh? "Jianhua Benji?" for a long time, Jean didn't understand the meaning of these four words.

Xiahou Ding motioned for him to sit down and said, "This is the biography of the emperor. I wonder if Brother Xu knows Sima Qian?"

After listening for a long time, he shook his head.

Xiahou Ding continued: "Sima Qian wrote the book "Historical Records", and the biographies of the emperor in the book are all called in this book. ”

"You mean, my book is the Emperor's Sword Book?"

Xiahou Ding waved his hand and said, "Fei Ye! The meaning of the so-called "Sword Hua Benji" is that this book can be called the essence of today's swordsmanship, and the reason why it is called "Benji" is intended to convey the importance of this book. ”

After listening to it for a long time, he said with a smile: "Brother Xiahou Xian is really outstanding in literature. This name is very much to my liking!" After saying that, he put the sword book in front of Xiahou Ding for a long time, "Brother Xian, please put forward the title of the book for me, and this book will be complete!"

Xiahou Ding picked up the brush and said with a smile: "You see that the four treasures of my study have been taken out, and I want to inscribe them for you." If you don't let me mention it, I won't agree!

As he spoke, Xiahou Ding's brush had already fallen, and the dragon flew like a phoenix, and the four big characters "Jianhua Benji" fell on the cover of the book.

For a long time, Jean and Xiahou Ding did not expect that this "Jianhua Benji" would cause a bloody storm in the Central Plains more than two hundred years later, which lasted for half a century......