Chapter 16: The Bitterness of Parting
From the Beiliang Mansion to the main gate of Liangzhou, there is an end no matter how far it is.
Early the next morning, Xu Fengnian sent Lao Huang out of the city gate alone, just like he had traveled three years ago, and the two of them walked over again.
There were a lot of people in and out of the city early in the morning, and the captain of the city gate knew Xu Fengnian, and wanted to step forward, but seeing that His Royal Highness the prince had a heavy face, he didn't dare to step forward to flatter, but quickly drove everyone who lined up to leave the city to the side and let go of the empty city gate.
Lao Huang took the reins and looked at Xu Fengnian, who was standing at the inner gate of the city, stopped, and showed a familiar silly smile, "That's it, there is no need to send the young master." ”
Jian Jiuhuang glanced at Xu Fengnian deeply, as if he wanted to keep him firmly in his mind.
"Back then, Lao Huang and I competed with Wang Xianzhi in Emperor Wu City, lost, and left a Huanglu sword, which I couldn't put down all these years, and I always wanted to get it back."
Xu Fengnian smiled bitterly, looked at Lao Huang with a serious face in front of him, and asked in a low voice.
"Is that the giant sword Huang Lu, who ranks fourth among the top ten famous swords?"
"Yes!"
Lao Huang smiled and nodded, and Xu Fengnian's expression became a little more bitter.
Xu Fengnian already knows a lot about the legend of Wang Xianzhi, Wang Xianzhi guards a city by himself and threatens the world, how can it be so easy to recapture Huanglu from him.
Emperor Wu City is located on the edge of the cliff of the East China Sea, the city lord Wang Xianzhi is nearly 100 years old, but he has been famous for 80 years, and he is a well-deserved once-in-a-century martial arts wizard.
At the age of twenty-five, he was promoted to the ranks of peerless masters, and at the age of forty, he challenged the sword god Li Chungang of that generation, and forcibly folded the "wooden cow horse" with two fingers to sharpen iron like mud.
Wang Xianzhi obviously has the qualifications to be the first in the world, but he claims to be the second in the world, which makes the top ten masters in the martial arts rivers and lakes ranked eleventh, and the first place on the list has been empty for 20 years.
In the past 50 years, there have been two top masters with swords, the new sword god Deng Tai'a, who has made a peach blossom branch, and Wang Xianzhi has fought three times, neither winning nor losing, ranking third among super-first-class masters.
And the other is this sword Jiuhuang, that is, Lao Huang, no one knows about the previous things, only know that Lao Huang is a native of Xishu, originally a nobody's swordsmith background, after 30 years of sword casting, he realized the way of the sword, walked the rivers and lakes single-handedly, and collected the world's famous swords into the sword box.
Lao Huang has only one shot record in the rivers and lakes, and he was defeated, but no one will laugh at him, because he lost to Wang Xianzhi, in that battle, Lao Huang left Huang Lu in Emperor Wu City, although everyone in the world said that it was not a shame to lose to Wang Xianzhi.
But this is a knot in Lao Huang's heart, if this knot cannot be opened, Lao Huang will end up depressed. It's better to go to Emperor Wu City and compete with that Wang Xianzhi. Even if you want to die, then you will die.
Xu Fengnian faintly felt that Lao Huang was afraid that he would never come back. But he knew that he couldn't keep Lao Huang.
Xu Fengnian shook his head, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, his palm stroked the soft mane of the horse's neck, and said worriedly, "Let's go for a while." ”
Walking through the city cave and across the suspension bridge, the two walked slower and slower, and Xu Fengnian's words finally came out, "Lose or win, get back after this fight, don't give me the four-character mantra, you will forget it yourself in the end." ”
Xu Fengnian grabbed the reins, held back the sourness in his eyes, stretched out four fingers, and said in unison with Lao Huang, "Wind, tight, pull, exhale." ”
Xu Fengnian and Lao Huang looked at each other and smiled, diluting the sadness of parting, Lao Huang patted the sword box on his body, revealing a treacherous expression that often surfaced in his three years of travel, "Don't worry, young master, my Lao Huang didn't escape faster than you when I encountered danger before." ”
Lao Huang said and gestured to escape, with a wicked smile on his face.
"You still have the face to say! The last time I stole sweet potatoes, I saw that the old farmer didn't remind me, and I picked up the sweet potatoes and ran, I wondered what you were running, but the old farmer was blocked on the mountain road with a nail rake, and I didn't even leave a sweet potato skin for me. ”
Xu Fengnian's eyelids jumped, his blood pressure was full on the spot, and he was angry and depressed, counting all kinds of 'evil deeds' of Lao Huang in the past three years.
Lao Huang subconsciously smiled, just listening to the count so quietly, the past was vivid as if it happened yesterday.
Xu Fengnian said here and smiled, he didn't know what to say, his heart was full of reluctance, he would rather that his old servant was just an ordinary horseman, who didn't know martial arts, so he didn't want to go to Emperor Wu City to regain the broken sword.
Lao Huang took out a piece of silk cloth from his arms, painted with charcoal, painted with sword moves, each painting did not have many words, just a few, and crooked, like an earthworm crawling, really couldn't take it.
"Young master, you take it, I see a doll with aura in the future, help me take in an apprentice, and it will also make it more convenient for you to rob your daughter, young master!"
Lao Huang rubbed his rough old hand and spoke again embarrassedly.
"Young master, you also know, I Lao Huang didn't go to school, I can't read a few words, I don't know how to take a name, I only took a sword one to sword nine, and then some good things in the rivers and lakes, respectively, gave the name of the sword one to the eight of the sword, I don't listen to it, but it has already been called, and now it can't be changed, only Jian Jiu is left, and the name has not been taken, it is better to give a bright name, young master, you give a bright name!"
Xu Fengnian said: "We have traveled the rivers and lakes together for three years, and we have traveled 6,000 miles. ”
"Jian Jiu, six thousand miles, imposing, it's comfortable to listen to, when I get to Emperor Wu City, I will report this name, Wang Xianzhi, the old man, I also want to envy me!" Lao Huang stretched out his thumb, and he liked Xu Fengnian very much for getting this name, and grinned there.
"Old Yellow"
"Hey~"
"Come back alive"
"Hmm"
At this time, Zhang Hao came from the city, holding a scroll in his hand, Xu Fengnian saw Zhang Hao coming over and said, "Brother Zhang." ”
When Lao Huang saw Zhang Hao coming, he also said, "In the future, the young master will ask Mr. Zhang to take care of him." ”
Zhang Hao glanced at Xu Fengnian and said, "Don't worry, this kid's life is harder than yours, and he won't die so easily." ”
As he spoke, he handed the scroll he was holding in his hand to Lao Huang and said, "This painting, although it can't help you defeat Wang Xianzhi, it shouldn't be difficult to let you leave alive, take it, right?" ”
Lao Huang didn't understand what it meant, Xu Fengnian wanted to open it when he heard it, what was written on it, it was so powerful.
I heard Zhang Hao say: "Don't open it now, it won't work if you open it, you will know when to open it." ”
When Lao Huang heard this, he put away the scroll and put it on Lao Ma. He was ready to go.
No one can stop a warrior from dying.