(Volume 1) Chapter 29 The Mountain Rain Returns to the People on a Night
Coincidentally, it was raining heavily at this time, and although Mu Qinghan was holding the steel gun, he inevitably felt pity for the lovely man on his back. Only said: "Are you afraid?" β
The rain was too loud, but it couldn't hide the intoxicating smile in his ears, "Never." β
The man took a deep breath, said nothing, and shook the droplets on the snow. Struggled to mention, a force of internal strength along the barrel of the gun, with water droplets to draw an arc, a ping pong, and the surrounding soldiers connected the blade.
He had just taken the life-saving anther from the steep cliff, and he was a little tired at this time, but in the end, it was the body of the Golden Pill Warrior, although these ruffians were far superior to the garbage of the Southern Patrol Country, but it was not so much that he didn't even have the strength to fight, plus his Mujia gun had just been trained, and it was time to test it at this moment.
I saw him burst into the crowd, left and right chop, you are not mistaken, it is a cut, due to the special shape of the snow, sometimes it can be used as a narrow blade long knife, the Mujia gun has a style, the name is called: "long sword double carving", it sounds like swordsmanship, in fact, it is said to have evolved from the swordsmanship of a swordsman in Xiangguo decades ago.
In fact, in the process of splitting and teasing, by changing the trajectory of the blade movement at a very fast speed, it seems that there are only two strokes, but in fact, hundreds of sword moves have been hidden in the blade movement, just like the craftsman's seal carving hollow is as complicated. But this trick seems strange, but it is too cumbersome. There are high requirements for the user's wrist strength and speed.
At the same time, it is not practical in the swordsmanship that emphasizes fast, accurate and ruthless. Because this move only has two blows, the more complex the blade runs, the less powerful its sword move will be. However, outsiders generally see this move and subconsciously block or retreat, but they don't expect the various changes when the blade falls, so they can't guard against it. This is also where the effect of this move lies, taking the magic sword all the way. But if the shield is used on the other side, it is useless to let him swipe around. Back then, the swordsman invented this trick, not to make a name for himself in the dueling arena, but mainly to flirt with the beautiful chivalrous women who were with his opponents. After all, the carved blade may not kill people, but it is still very threatening to the clothes of the heroines, and this swordsman himself is also a master of carving, so he can always draw the clothes of those beauties out of the appearance he wants to see.
But the evolved spear technique is not the same at all, the designer of the Mujia gun is based on the characteristics of the long soldier, the content has been simplified, the chopping action has completely become a feint to deceive the opponent, there is no actual lethality, and the rapid change in the middle of the trick has become dozens of continuous stabs.
At this time, the soldiers in front of Mu Qinghan saw him chopping, so they used their weapons to block, but they were unexpectedly pierced by him, he killed one or twenty people in a row, and none of them could get close to him. A gloomy environment, mixed with irritability from the dampness. The rain washed away the blood stains on the head of the gun, but such a sharp weapon, even the water infected, let alone the bloodstains.
One by one, the soldiers were stabbed down, but more came up from all directions. Since the encounter with the water thieves on the ship that day, he may not have felt any signs of the power of Kanemaru in a long time. With the success of gathering qi, there is no sense of echoing the mysterious power.
At this time, every move and style I have learned in the past few months, even if I have the courage of a hundred people, but I am still afraid of wolves. Pity that there is a lovely child in his heart on his back, the rain is loud, and the hair that is entangled together, like a note, he can hear the breathing in his ears, a little weak.
This made it difficult for him to concentrate, and his pace gradually became chaotic. But still fight hard. Some of them took knives and guns and slashed at his back. As everyone knows, his attention to his back at this time has long been more focused on the enemy in front of him, and those who are besieging behind him have left their corpses on the muddy streets.
However, the breath of the person on his back became weaker and weaker, and water droplets flowed down his forehead one by one, and I don't know if it was rain or sweat. Concentrate, not to see the enemy's moves, but to be able to find evidence in the sound of heavy rain. Between sighs, anxiety and relief take turns.
"Good boy, you have some skills, let me get back to you."
Out of nowhere, a big man in leather armor appeared, and the three scars on his arms were very conspicuous. Look at the clothes is a role like a captain.
"Boss, this kid is a hard idea, more than sixty brothers have died at his hands."
The big man pulled out the saber in his hand: "That's you waste, it's okay to bully and bully the common people at ordinary times, but if you really meet someone who can fight, you'll be cowardly." That is, the tiger fell in Pingyang, otherwise how can you look at these shameful things. β
Then I heard him shout: "Get out of the way, no one is allowed to come out, don't blame the master for not reminding you if you gave up your life in vain." β
Mu Qinghan was confused by the rain flowing from his hair, he felt that the person in front of him was unusual, and the aura that erupted from his body was by no means the same thing as these soldiers who did not know internal strength.
The oncoming coercion made him even more energetic.
The man approached and looked at the young man, "Tsk." "Touching the nose" is a kind. It's not an insult to your lord's prestige to clean you up. After speaking, he twisted his neck and frowned. How could Mu Qinghan tolerate this threat, he still wanted to get out earlier. Thinking that instead of being passively beaten, it is better to raid, or take the opportunity to find a way out.
Then he lifted the snow that fell on the waterhole with one foot, and used a thousand percent of his strength to resign. Straight to the man's chest.
"Ping-pong" sounded crisply, and the man was unharmed, only one block, and he casually turned Mu Qinghan's offensive away. didn't talk much nonsense, leaned over and swung forward, and the blade went straight to Mu Qinghan's throat.
Fortunately, when the knife came, Mu Qinghan was blocked by the previous move, and he was a little overwhelmed, so he took half a step back by himself, and only then did he spare his life from under the blade. That person made one move after another, opening and closing, extremely powerful, Mu Qinghan could only parry hard, plus he had been fighting bloody times before, and there was a sick number on his back that made him distracted from time to time, and he really couldn't bargain under this person.
At this time, some soldiers on the sidelines began to mumble: "The boss is the boss, our brother is so miserable under that kid, the boss and above can only hide, I look at the kid is just a papier-mΓ’chΓ© wolf cub, not terrible." β
"Don't talk nonsense, compared to the boss, people used to be guards for the king, if you don't stand in the wrong team, you can get a centurion with us?"
At this time, some recruits who had not long enlisted in the army asked a slick and sharp-mouthed veteran hiding in the middle of the crowd of onlookers: "Brother, you have been with the boss for a long time, tell us about it." Look at that set of knives, they are about to be nailed to the door. β
It turned out that the man was wielding a big knife, taking advantage of Mu Qinghan's back to dodge people, and he was stunned to force him to the door frame of the pharmacy, and the knife went down, and he was stunned and slashed into the soaked door post, seven or eight inches of marks.
Mu Qinghan thought, but he was not without flaws in his moves, but this offensive was very fierce, and there were few flaws in the combos, which required some laborious and fancy skills, but it would be difficult for Xiao Chu. However, the urgency here does not allow him to hesitate too much. He slammed the spear to the ground and thrust himself out from under the knife. Another turn over volley, he drew a trajectory of a big wheel in the air, and used a move "Qianyun Kun Hit the Water", and Yang Xue smashed the blade of the person's block.
This blow was really powerful, and the man was directly knocked to his knees.
"Did it work?" Mu Qinghan thought like this, but when he saw the gun, the man's eyes did not move in the slightest, but roared, and waved the knife in his hand from the front, knocking Mu Qinghan back from the air. Outside the blade, the internal force turned into a blade, sticking to the rain and continuing to push forward, and outsiders looked like a big knife that was gathered into the rain and slashed towards Mu Qinghan.
Mu Qinghan originally wanted to defeat him with one blow, but in front of his absolute strength, his immature marksmanship was a little futile. Instead, he was pushed a few feet away by this knife. Seeing that Meng Zhichu on his back was about to fall with him, he had to roll over in the air, and he barely stood on the ground, but he used his chest to catch up with the water knife.
Even though the blade was at the end of its power, it still cut through the clothes on his chest, and the rain beat against the skin on his chest, and blood slowly seeped out of the straight wound. I didn't stand firm just now, and I was forced to kneel down by this knife.
"Wow, the boss is domineering." The onlookers began to heckle again.
And the veteran, who didn't say a word before, pouted at this time: "What is this, I'll let you see what the real thing is in a while." β
But he saw the man swaying the saber in his hand from side to side, and the falling raindrops gathered around the knife as if they were being summoned, and gathered around the blade of the knife into a ring of water one after another.
The soldiers on the side looked stupid: "Brother, what kind of road is this?" β
The veteran rolled up his sleeves and emphasized: "I don't understand, this is called [Five Winds and Nine Rings Knife], one of the seven stunts of Liuyang Mountain Gate." But if he uses this trick, within five feet of the blade, he can cut his swords, guns, swords, and halberds. The boss uses this trick, and we can almost clean up and go back. β
Although Mu Qinghan didn't know what the situation was, it was definitely not easy to deal with this posture. However, he has not yet reached the chemical force level, and many moves in the Mujia gun that require internal force cannot be used. But when the man would think about him, he took the knife that had been wrapped in rain and attacked again.
"Ping-pong" is another short fight, but this time it is obviously a lot heavier. The blade followed the barrel of Yang Xue's gun, and a burst of sparks came out, only to see the blade getting closer and closer.
At this moment, Mu Qinghan suddenly felt the pull on his neck loosen, but this loosening did not make him feel relaxed, but his mind sank. Sure enough, Meng Zhichu was shocked by this successive movements, and he took off his hand and fell off his back.
In this situation, Mu Qinghan didn't care about the strong enemy in front of him, he took Yang Xue off his hand, and covered Meng Zhichu who fell, the matter has come to this, he didn't think much about it, he just wanted Meng Zhichu not to get hurt again.
However, he wants to protect her, but who can protect him. The knife in the man's hand was no longer hindered by the snow, and it slashed straight down, right on Mu Qinghan's left shoulder. Mu Qinghan suddenly felt a piercing pain permeating his body, but he grabbed Meng Zhichu so hard that he didn't even scream.
The rain gradually stopped, and the man approached and looked at Mu Qinghan, who was bleeding nonstop.
"Boy, it's a character, I'll set up a monument for you when I turn around." As he spoke, he also blurred the rain on his face, and stabbed down when he lifted it.
Accompanied by great pain, Mu Qinghan felt another stab in the back.
So, is it finally over?
He seemed to hear the sound of a flute, and the sound was a little nice, could it be that he was hallucinating?
This voice sounds a little confused.
In a trance, he heard the sound of weapons colliding again.
Oh, is there still a fight and kill in the illusion at this time?
It's really bad.
He seemed to turn over, the light around him was very weak, and between his eyes opening and closing, he saw a touch of cyan in front of him. Then he lost consciousness.
......
I don't know how long later, in the pharmacy in Quzhou City, a carrier pigeon arrived on Chu Tieyi's shoulder.
He handed the letter to his master, Tang Mingyin opened it, turned around and asked, "Can the grass house outside the city be ready?" β
Chu Tieyi nodded. Tang Mingyin invited Su Mingxi: "Xiaoxi, clean up and follow me outside the city?" β
Su Mingxi asked, "Your small pharmacy still accepts outpatient orders from outside the city?" β
Tang Mingyin leaned over to Su Mingxi's ear, Su Mingxi was uncomfortable by this move, but he didn't dodge, but after listening to Tang Mingyin's words, he was even more shocked, and exclaimed: "How come?" β
"The paper was small, there wasn't much writing, and I didn't know exactly what was going on. Don't worry. β
Su Mingxi had already picked up the medicine box, "Lead the way." β
Tang Mingyin hurriedly accompanied and asked Chu Tieyi to bring a sufficient amount of medicine. said to Su Mingxi: "There is a carriage in the shop, they are still on the boat, don't be nervous, it's dark, you still have to be careful." The letter said that it would take five watches to get to the outskirts of the city. β
After a while, Chu Tieyi prepared the carriage and horse supplies, and the three of them drove away. Chu Tieyi was driving, and the two were in the car.
Su Mingxi frowned, and poked his head out from time to time, although he was speechless, he was anxious.
Tang Mingyin saw this situation, so he took her hand and put it in his arms. He looked at him suspiciously, trying to break free, but was held tightly by the thug's hand. "Don't move."
Then he continued: "To treat others, you can't mess with yourself as a doctor." β
His gaze was resolute and gentle, and he looked very trusting. Su Mingxi was silent when he listened, and just turned his head to the other side. She was "imprisoned" in her hands, and she couldn't lift the curtain of the carriage at this time. And the idea of avoiding Tang Mingyin's eyes through the night outside has also become unrealistic.
Outside the car, Chu Tieyi was shouting at the horses. The sound of the wheels pressing against the bluestone slab did not affect his ability to hear the movement inside the car.
I only heard what was said in the car: "You are still like that, you are always sincere, and you don't have half a point of growth in your mind." β
"In the past three years, there is only one friend who can sleep with the table, how can there be no sincerity?" Su Mingxi said lightly, and inadvertently looked up to see Tang Mingyin's face, "Don't you think it's very similar?" β
Tang Mingyin naturally knew what she was referring to, "The temperament is indeed a little bit, but the appearance is completely different." β
Seeing his light and breezy appearance, Su Mingxi silently withdrew his hand. The two began to look at each other speechlessly again,
"The moon rises in the mountains, and the fox and the rabbit run. The fog is vast and cloudy.
The flowing water is moving, and the fishing wood hunts the forest. The country sound is overflowing, what is the cooking of the rose?
The yellow light of the tree leather, the hard work of recruiting people. Yiren is far away, which year to accept grace. β
Chu Tieyi is afraid that he didn't learn to sing, read and fight before practicing martial arts, and this folk song does have some strength. It broke the silence of the two of them for a moment.
"Compared to you, the sixth child still has time to sing this voice and learn." Tang Mingyin quipped.
Su Mingxi said: "Who learns the old tune of seventy or eighty years?" "Of course Tang Mingyin didn't want her to learn to sing, but to learn that relaxed energy." It is also said that what kind of generals bring out what kind of soldiers. β
"How do I remember that someone was also a guard in front of my tent?" Tang Mingyin looked down at her.
These words immediately evoked Su Mingxi's memories of black history, and he blushed suddenly, and the urgency and worry just now were temporarily shy and left behind. Tang Mingyin didn't care about her and said: "That person also said back then, the military order is like a mountain, the general said that the east but not the west, if you want to eat taro, you will never make sweet potatoes, just don't ......"
Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was stopped by Su Mingxi's hand. "Don't say any more."
Seeing this delivered to the door, how could he let it go. Naturally, he grabbed his hurried hand and said softly, "Don't say anything?" Before he finished speaking, he pulled Su Mingxi over and dragged him into his arms. Su Mingxi's figure is not small among women, but at this time, she fluttered in Tang Mingyin's arms with a surprised face, but like a frightened bird, she did not have the slightest power to resist.
Tang Mingyin continued: "You're moving, I just remember what you said you didn't want." β
Su Mingxi stopped, on the one hand, she didn't want to miss the past with this guy, and more importantly, she felt that this person was getting closer and closer, so she had to scold angrily, "Hooligan." β
Tang Mingyin laughed, and then restrained his smile: "No, no, no, the weather is cold, warm and warm, don't catch a cold before seeing a doctor." β
These words made Chu Tieyi, who was wearing an open-arm shirt, couldn't help but look back at the car, and Su Mingxi scolded in his heart, the flowers of the Southern Tour have bloomed this year, can you be more shameless?
But after all, it was his own master, and Chu Tieyi immediately sneezed a few extremely contrived sneeze outside. "Ah~ε»ε»~"
"Look," Tang Mingyin heard this sneeze and immediately said, "It's as good as the sixth child who also sneezes." β
Su Mingxi looked at the scoundrel in front of him on the outside, and couldn't say anything except a sentence that the upper beam was not right and the lower beam was crooked, so he let him hold it. But he didn't forget to say two bad words: "General Tang is so skilled, he has been molesting girls a lot over the years." β
"It's three years since you're gone, who to tease with."
Su Mingxi must not believe this, "Isn't there still a night to accompany you?" β
When Tang Mingyin heard it, how could this woman still remember, she said it was a joke. But he couldn't lose on the face, so he pretended to be calm and said: "Then I don't know, but you can ask in person, anyway...... You'll be able to see her in a few hours. β
"It's news from her." Su Mingxi wanted to straighten up when he heard the matter, but he was still held down by Tang Mingyin.
Tang Mingyin continued: "Yes, the two you are worried about should be on her boat now. β
At this time, on the water of Sanzhen in Beilian Mountain, a lamp on a spring night lit by a lonely boat, and the melodious flute broke the silence. Behind this is the lofty mountains, and in front of it are thousands of lights.