Zhao Rang froze in place, motionless.

The tip of the needle had pierced the outermost layer of dead skin in his throat, and with a little more force, it would have penetrated the flesh completely.

The things on the Tang family will not be innocent. It is said that whenever they go out, they will bring their own dry food, dishes and chopsticks.

People who are always accustomed to using poison are most afraid of being poisoned by others.

The better you are at something, the more you are afraid of something.

Because they know how powerful this thing is, and they know that once they get into the Tao, they will not only die, but also disgrace the entire surname.

It's like a man who plays with an eagle gets his eyes snapped by a house sparrow.

But the stalemate between Zhao Rang and Yu Yi did not last long.

Soon, the needle fell and landed at his feet.

There was no sound, and the slender one was almost invisible.

At the same time, the feather coat began to cough violently.

Zhao Rang is not Langzhong, but he has also been sick.

So he could hear that the feather coat cough was very heavy, very deep, and had reached the innermost part of his lungs.

The violent coughing made it impossible for her to keep her energy running, so the poison needle fell to the ground softly.

Zhao Rang walked to the table, picked up the teapot under the dragon and phoenix candle, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Yu Yi.

Feather coat waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to.

Her cough is no longer something that can be solved by drinking tea.

When he raised his head, Zhao Rang saw a little blood on Yu Yi's cheeks, which was in very obvious contrast to the miserable white just now.

At this time, Zhao Rang believed the first thing Yu Yi said just now.

But I only believed half of it.

Feather Coat's body is indeed in trouble, but whether it is poisoned or not, only she knows.

After completely stopping coughing, Feather Coat's expression was gloomy.

The end of that strand was gone.

"Okay, if you want to use a knife, you can use it."

Feather said as he untied one of the many strips of cloth from his clothes.

It turned out that there was a thumb-sized tin box hanging behind the knot.

If Zhao Rang's expectation is good, there should be some kind of antidote in this iron box.

"Didn't you say I wasn't poisoned?"

Zhao Rang asked.

Feather Cloak lowered his eyes and replied:

"But you didn't believe it."

"What happens to people who are not poisoned, if they take the antidote?"

Yu Yi raised his eyes and stared at Zhao Rang, and said word by word:

"There will be a new poison!"

Zhao Rang crossed his arms, looked at the small iron box on the table and smiled unconsciously.

It's a mystery that can't be figured out, a question that can't be solved.

Feather said that he was not poisoned, so he didn't need to take the antidote. But if Zhao Rang didn't believe it, he would take the antidote.

But if there is really no poisoning, the antidote will become a new poison.

This cycle repeats itself, like the reincarnation of the world, how can it have an end?

"The Tang family's poison, in the final analysis, there is no real antidote."

Ha Yi said.

If she doesn't say this, no one can figure it out for themselves.

People think that poisoning is no different from drunkenness.

Sleeping can relieve hangover, and you can sleep when you are not drunk, and neither of them hinders.

"When you are poisoned, the antidote can be detoxified by eating, but if you are not poisoned, it will be a new poison if you eat it."

Yu Yi was afraid that Zhao Rang didn't understand just now, so he said it again.

Zhao Rang nodded.

He's got the logic behind it.

The most critical question now is who he chooses to believe.

If you believe Tang Wanqing, then in front of the dragon and phoenix candle today, someone will die.

If you believe in the feather coat......

Zhao Rang didn't know what would happen if he believed in Yu Yi, because he hadn't thought about this situation at all before coming here.

However, Zhao Rang suddenly thought of a famous question - what is 'involuntarily'.

When something like this happens, even I can't believe myself. There seemed to be countless pairs of invisible hands between the whole heaven and earth, sparing no effort to push him, moving in the direction he was most unwilling to go.

"Why are you poisoned?"

Although I can't help myself, I still have to work hard to break the game.

The most fundamental thing is to choose who to trust.

Both women have their own sayings, and they can all get along.

The poisoning is too secretive, and a layman like Zhao Rang can't tell it apart at all.

"Because someone wanted to kill my child."

Feather said calmly.

"Kid? Do you have children? ”

Zhao Rang is incredible.

Feather is a Taoist priest.

Some Daomen in the south can indeed get married and have children, but they are not all the way to Baihe Mountain.

Feather Yi can come to Baihe Mountain to be the Taoist leader, which proves that she is the same as the Taoist system.

So how could she have children?

"Why can't I have children? Just because I'm a Taoist? ”

Zhao Rang was silent.

But that's what he thought.

"No one is born a Taoist."

Ha Yi said.

Suddenly, he changed his words:

"Perhaps, but I'm not."

Zhao Rang couldn't refute it, so he had to ask:

"What does your child have to do with your poisoning?"

Feather Coat's eyes suddenly became strange.

stared at Zhao Rang for a long time without saying a word.

"Huh?"

Zhao Rang was puzzled.

"Do you really not understand, or are you deliberately teasing me?"

Feather asked rhetorically in a calm voice.

"I thought you were smart enough, it seems that I overestimated you......"

Zhao Rang was confused.

When it comes to children, what can he, a young man who has not yet married, hear?

Unless......

"This child is your illegitimate child, and someone is coercing you to do something?"

Feather Cloak replied and said:

"It's not as smart as I thought, but it's not that stupid."

Zhao let out a long sigh of relief.

Now everything falls into place.

A woman, for the sake of her children, can do everything, even if it is her own life.

If she wasn't even afraid of death, there would be nothing in the world that would make her feel embarrassed, as long as her child was okay!

As a family force, the Tang family has been inherited for a long time, and bloodline is its top priority.

As a member of the Tang family, Yu Yi fornicated with outsiders and gave birth to a son, which was extremely rebellious in the eyes of those clan elders.

"The Tang family is divided into clans and families. There are ten branches of the sect, and you have the right to treat it as the ten halls of a sect. The ten people in charge of these ten branches are the ten clan elders with the highest status and the strongest cultivation in the family. The family affairs, including the recipe of the poison, the pattern of the hidden weapon, as well as the training of the disciples and the communication with the outside world, are all decided by these ten clan elders. ”

"As for the separation...... Each branch is divided by the clan to which it is attached. ”

"So you're separated?"

Zhao Rang interjected.

The feather robe did not deny it.

There is such a thing as bloodline, which is determined by heaven. Born with what it is.

"Not anymore."

"Looks like you're gifted!"

Zhao Rang said.

He is also a son of a family.

This kind of struggle for power within the family is very clear.

The family has produced good seedlings, and of course the Zong family will take it back to themselves at all costs. On the bright side, it seems to be a kind of glory, but in fact, it completely cuts off the possibility of splitting up and becoming bigger.

After all, talent is the hope of everything.

The clan has cut off this hope from the root, and the separation of the family will only be a separation forever and ever.

"Not anymore, nothing."

"Well, now you are a Taoist priest, the leader of the feather coat."

Zhao Rang said with a smile.

Although the matter that Feather Cloak said was very heavy, as long as she could say it, it meant that she had been completely enlightened in her heart.

Sure enough, Yu Yi laughed with Zhao Rang.

Smile and smile for ten years.

Smile more and be in good health.

After laughing, Feather Cloak said softly:

"My name is Tang Feng."

Dragon scales and phoenix feathers, no wonder her road number will be a feather coat.

"Where is your child now?"

Zhao Rang asked.

"I have to thank you for that."

Ha Yi said.

thanked Zhao Rang for no reason, which made Zhao Rang confused.

"Thank you for helping him get his medicine when he was hurting."

Zhao Rang was stunned......

He had thought a lot about the identity of the child in red, and even doubted the senior uncle who squatted in the Golden Body Hall of the Nine Heavenly Lu Zu every day.

Imagine that a child can have so many powerful people as teachers, which can only show that his parents are not simple.

On Baihe Mountain, there are only two or three people in high power, and Zhao Rang certainly gives priority to guessing on them.

"He's your child?"

Even if he already knew, Zhao Rang still wanted to hear her admit it in person.

"Of course!"

When Feather Coats mentioned his child, he was full of pride!

But she soon dimmed again, and said in a choked voice:

"It's a pity he doesn't know."

Zhao Rang had already thought of this.

If the child in red knew, he would never call him by his name.

"And what about the other one? Dressed in blue? ”

Feather's eyes suddenly became fierce.

Zhao Rang saw that the momentum was wrong, so he didn't continue to ask.

"Feathers? Are you absent? My friend came looking for you earlier, did you see that?! ”

Suddenly, the voice of the child in red came from outside the courtyard.

Yu Yi immediately looked at Zhao Rang with some horror when he heard the sound.

She wasn't afraid, she was pleading......

Zhao Rang sighed, turned his body slightly, and said to the outside of the door:

"I'm here! I'm having tea with the head of the feather coat! ”

The red-clothed child pushed the door into the room, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and shouted that he was also thirsty, so he unceremoniously picked up the teapot and poured several large mouthfuls into his mouth.

"Where have you been?"

Zhao Rang asked.

Look at his dirty hands on his face, and the red jacket on his body is still rubbing.

"I went up the mountain."

"Climbing a mountain?"

Why do people who live in the mountains all day still go to climb mountains?

"You don't understand."

The red-clothed child took another sip of tea, turned to look at the feather coat, and said:

"Why are your eyes red?"

Yu Yiqiang cheered up and replied:

"Candle-smoked!"

The child in red turned his head and exhaled twice, blew out the candle, and said:

"The weather is nice outside! Why do you want to light candles in the house? ”

Without saying anything, he stabbed the scabbard of his short sword a few times against the sunny wall of the stone room.

Several of the stones on this wall are alive.

After being stabbed by the child in red, the bright sunlight shone in and shone on the previously dim room.

Zhao Rang found that although the room was not large, it was well organized and spotless.

Sure enough, there has to be sunshine.

There is no room in the house, everything looks dirty, and even people's moods will become very depressing.

"That's what this room looks like!"

Zhao Rang's tone was full of praise, and Yu Yi smiled a little embarrassedly.

actually revealed a touch of shyness that only a little girl has.

At this moment, this house, with the courtyard outside the house, has become a wonderful place.

"By the way, you haven't said what you're looking for feather coats for?"

"You asked once, don't you remember?"

Zhao Rang said.

The red-clothed child frowned, and was silent for a long time.

"What, you won't forget, will you?!"

Zhao Rang pretended to be surprised and said.

The red-clothed child stiffened his neck and said very stiffly:

"How could I forget?"

Zhao Rang secretly threw a look at Yu Yi, Yu Yi understood, and comforted the red-clothed child to play by himself in the house for a while, and she and Zhao Rang walked outside the house.

"No need to ask, I know what you want to know."

Zhao Rang dislikes others speaking in this tone the most, as if he is standing naked in front of the other party.

If everyone could not know the prophet, wouldn't the world be a mess?

"I don't want to know anything."

Zhao Rang said coldly.

"The girl who came with you is from the Northern Investigation Division, right?"

"What do you have to offer?"

Zhao Rang asked playfully.

Tang Wanqing's three conditions, and then to the story of the feather coat.

The entire Baihe Mountain carried two women from the Tang family in the south and stirred it into a pot of porridge.

And these two women are eyeing him......

"I don't have any conditions."

"I just need one guarantee!"

Zhao Rang interrupted her and said:

"Isn't this still a condition?"

Feather robe shook his head and said:

"The conditions are one-sided, and the guarantee is that I have to give something."

"What can you give?"

Zhao Rang asked.

"All."

Feather said categorically.

Zhao Rang waved his hand, turned around and prepared to leave.

He felt that what Feather Cloak said was too wide.

Empty to the point of no sense.

What's included in all? What about giving everything?

Meaningless giving, bringing is also meaningless.

Zhao Rang lost the patience to continue chatting with her.

"I can help you solve all the problems in Baihe Mountain, so that you can go down the mountain and rush to the river today, for which I can give everything, is there a problem with this?"

Ha Yi said.

Zhao Rang replied noncommittally:

Tang Wanqing said the same thing.

The feather robe was silent.

If Zhao Rang had such an attitude, there was no need for her to continue.

"What guarantees do you want? What does it have to do with the Investigation Division? ”

After a moment of silence, Zhao Rang still asked.

"Promise me...... Make sure the kid in red is okay. ”

赵力 says:

"Then you might as well tell me everything you know, so we can talk about it again."

The feather coat is tough.

She must get Zhao Rang's assurance first.

Otherwise, not a word will be said more.

"You know I'm not from the Investigation Division, so I'll have to ask her."

"I can wait."

"Then you should at least tell me something. Since you can give it all, it's normal to tell me something, right? ”

Yu Yi thought for a moment and spat out a place from his mouth:

"Daozang Pavilion."

After saying that, she simply turned around and went back to the house. Leaving Zhao alone to stand in the courtyard in a daze.

Zhao Rang didn't really go to the Daozang Pavilion.

The last time I went, I just passed by the door, and it was still late at night.

The road in the mountains is winding, and for a person like Zhao Rang, who has a weak sense of direction, if he doesn't go to the same place seventeen or eighteen times, he can't remember it at all......

Fortunately, it was just afternoon, and there was still a long gap between the students' evening classes.

Zhao asked people to inquire, and finally found the way and went in the right direction.

The Dozokaku here looks completely different from the night.

It was as if it was held up by a mist whiter than clouds, suspended in mid-air.

From a distance, it really feels like a heavenly fairy palace.

What is stored here is the essence of all the accumulations of the Daomen over the years.

The door was open, and the nails were polished by the disciples.

I don't know if it's an illusion, as soon as Zhao Rang crossed the threshold, he felt that it was colder inside than outside.

There are three buildings in total, surrounded by an empty courtyard in the middle.

Compared with the solemnity that looks outside the door, it is a little lazy and casual inside.

However, this is also in line with the nature of the Taoist, and everything goes according to nature.

The leaves should fall in autumn, but they don't need to be swept when they fall to the ground, and the wind blows them far away.

It's the same with people.

Each step has its own number, just like a day when you are hungry you have to eat, and when you are sleepy, you have to sleep.

Zhao Rang stood in the middle of the courtyard and stretched, feeling that he had also relaxed a lot.

I secretly thought that I would be quite suitable for following the Daomen, if I feel bored outside in the future, it is better to go up the mountain to live for a while, even if I don't do anything, just quietly watch the flowers bloom and thank you, sunrise and sunset, it's also good.

When he was thinking about it, Zhao Rang suddenly saw a white light flickering in the corner of his eyes.

A long sword struck from the dead corner of his right rear.

The sword qi stirred the fallen leaves, and the sword light was like a lonely goose in the sky.

Zhao Rang did not dodge, but praised "Good sword!"

The sword-wielding man's blade froze slightly, and then there was a bit of impatience in the sword intent.

For a swordsman, it is a fatal insult for others to only praise his sword and not praise his swordsmanship!

It is true that it is not easy to find a sharp blade to take advantage of, but as long as you are willing to work hard and have money, you can do it.

But the peerless sword rules are different.

In addition to diligent study and hard practice day after day, there must be far beyond ordinary people's understanding and chance, and all three are indispensable.

If there is anything in this world that cannot be possessed through hard work, swordsmanship must be regarded as one!

In fact, the swordsmanship of the person who made the sword is not bad.

Subtle and light, meaning to the edge.

If it weren't for Zhao Rang's words just now, he was a little impatient, and he could really be regarded as first-rate.

Under such a sword, Zhao Rang didn't seem to even have a chance to fight back.

Like a lame old dog in the sunset, even if he wants to struggle, he feels powerless.

Just when the tip of the sword was already pointing at the center of his eyebrows, the swordman's wrist sank, and he actually drew a graceful arc in the air, and stabbed him in the throat instead.

Sen Han's sword aura had already pressed into Zhao Rang's cheeks.

Zhao Rang suddenly pulled out his knife!

"Dang!"

The sound of the clash of gold and iron came into my ears, and it was extremely crisp!

Looking at the sword again, it was not swept away by Zhao Rang's blade, but steadily submerged into Zhao Rang's scabbard!

Unless it is a broadsword, a sword is narrower than a sword, this is common sense.

This sword was similar in length to Zhao Rang's black steel sword, but the blade was about an inch narrower, so it could fit completely into his scabbard.

It's just that this method is too risky......

Without absolute certainty, who would dare to gamble with their lives?

"Who taught you this?"

The sword light dissipated, and the sword qi was gone.

The sword-bearers have loosened their hilts.

It was the kid in blue who had fought with the kid in red earlier.

"Nobody taught me."

Zhao Rang held the scabbard in his hand, pulled a knife flower, and the sword admonition in the scabbard flew out and stuck in front of the child.

"I came up with it myself."

"You came up with it yourself?"

The kid in blue said incredulously.

"That's right, I came out on my own.

Zhao Rang didn't know in advance that the blade of his sword would be narrower than his own.

But when he found out, he knew he should do it.

"Will you do it if you want to? What if it can't be done? ”

The kid in blue continued to ask.

"Do what you should do, even if it doesn't work out."

Zhao Rang replied very simply.

The kid in blue thought for a moment, then nodded, and said repeatedly:

"I've never seen your hand before."

It can be seen how shocking Zhao Rang's use of the scabbard to catch the sword was to him just now.

"Don't say you've seen it before, you can't even think of it!"

Zhao Rang said with a smile:

"Then you've seen it now, and you'll naturally think of it next time!"

kid in blue says:

"Yes, but there's something more important and terrifying to think about."

Zhao Rang asked suspiciously:

"What's the matter?"

The kid in blue is coloring:

"I already lost to you just now."

"You know, the one in red has never won me."

Zhao let out a sigh and heard the meaning of his words.

"So, you've never lost?"

In the entire White Crane Mountain, except for the red-clothed little overseas, it is estimated that no one will compete with him for a sword.

He said that the kid in red never won, so that proves that he never lost.

"Yes...... But this time my sword was caught in yours. ”

The child in blue spoke with a strong unwillingness.

He was a little overwhelmed by moves he hadn't seen before.

"But I've given it back to you, and now your sword is not in my scabbard."

Zhao Rang pointed to the long sword stuck in the ground in front of the blue-clothed child and said.

"So why are you suddenly attacking me?"

Zhao Rang asked.

This is what he does not understand.

The sneak attack is disgraceful, but if there is enough reason, it is nothing.

"I wanted to see if you were good enough to be his friend."

The kid in blue said.

The 'he' in his mouth naturally refers to the child in red.

"It doesn't matter if I'm not, but you never will be."

Zhao Rang said.

The kid in blue was angered by Zhao Rang's words.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because you're not going to fight for him."

"Between friends, you can quarrel, you can turn your face, you can make a lot of trouble, but when you need it, you will definitely stick a knife in each other's ribs and take care of each other."

Zhao Rang explained.

The mood of the child in blue calmed down and said slowly:

"Yes, I will never be friends with him. Because I don't like him at all. ”

"Since I'm not a friend, then I don't have to work hard for him, but you can, right?"

Zhao Rang shrugged his shoulders and said:

"That's the way it is between friends. When you have someone willing to do that, you'll have friends. ”

"I shouldn't have done anything to you." "And I was too rash to act."

The kid in blue said.

Zhao Rang smiled faintly:

"If you had made a heavier shot, I'd be dead by now."

The child in blue said coldly:

"You're not going to die."

Zhao Rang said: "Oh? ”

The kid in blue said:

"Because I won't really kill you, even though you're not my friend either."

Zhao Rang laughed again, but his laughter had become very indifferent:

"So you're going to threaten me with my friends and make me desperate? It's a pity I won't let you have that kind of opportunity. ”

The child in blue suddenly gritted his teeth and said:

"Then you should assume that I want to kill you, and I already want to kill you, is that okay?"

Zhao Rang knew that he was unwilling because of the quilt just now, so he said casually:

"Then you're going to kill me."

The blue-clothed child stared at the sword in front of him, as if he had seen Zhao Rang's blood flowing on his blade.

His right hand clenched slowly on the hilt of his sword, and then he suddenly drew his sword and stabbed at Zhao Rang.

The sword was strange and violent.

After a sword was stabbed, the tip of the sword suddenly split into three parts.

The three tips of the sword stabbed out in three different directions at the same time, making it difficult to dodge.

It's a pity that Zhao Rang is no longer as motionless as before.

The body suddenly stepped back, and the blade drew a cold arc, accurately hitting the blade of the blue-clothed child's sword.

The blade of the sword trembled, and the sword of the child in blue was almost out of his hand.

It was the first time he had encountered such a strong counterattack.

The face of the child in blue changed.

Become as ruthless as his sword.

A child shouldn't have such a look.

Such a look appeared on his face, which also meant that he had long lost the innocence and happiness that should have belonged to this age.

In an instant, the sword momentum was like the wind, and the tip of the sword was like rain, and nine hundred and eighty-one swords were stabbed out in a row.

This is his killer feature.

Although he didn't want to kill Zhao Rang, he had to use this trick.

Because in his cognition, there is only one person in this world who can catch his trick.

And this kind of person who can catch his move, after seeing him draw his sword, no matter where he is, no matter what he is doing, he will definitely stop and go all out. There will be no distractions, and there will be no escape.

Coincidentally, Zhao Rang is this kind of person.

At the moment when the blue-clothed child's sword was at its peak, his knife suddenly changed direction again, and in a very strange way, the blade stabbed out from under the tip of the sword.

The power of the blue-clad child's sword was immediately disintegrated.

There was a crisp sound of a blade breaking through the air in the courtyard.

Zhao Rang's black steel knife had already split his sword from the tip of the sword to the hilt.

The kid in blue never dreamed that this knife would come from somewhere, nor could he have imagined that this knife would be so ruthless.

He looked at Zhao Rang blankly, and the expression on his face didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Now I finally understand ......"

"It turns out that when a person almost dies, his sword will die early. Sure enough, it is the most reliable friend. ”

赵力 says:

"It's okay for you to say that, but don't forget that it's people who use swords, and even if a person wants to die, he must first learn how to live."

"So now am I alive or dead?"

The kid in blue asked.

"You should ask yourself this sentence."

Zhao Rang said.

"Now you have the answer yourself."

The kid in blue looked at the half-sword in his hand, was silent for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh and raised his head to look at Zhao Rang.

"I see."

"I really get it."

There was no sarcasm in his voice, and there was even a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, I admit that I shouldn't have made a sudden move on you, but it's because I misread you earlier."

Zhao Rang asked with interest:

"It doesn't matter. People sometimes live to be misunderstood. ”

"You're a very strange person." The kid in blue said.

Then he added:

"He's a weirdly nice guy."

"You probably know that some bad people won't do good until they die, so even if they want to get better, they won't have a chance."

"Hahaha, thank you!"

Zhao Rang arched his hand to him, but at this moment, he didn't treat him as a child anymore, but as an adult equal to himself.

"So I want to remind you of one thing, although I shouldn't tell you about this, I don't want a good person to die inexplicably."

The kid in blue doesn't understand what life and death are.

Therefore, the word "death", he opened his mouth and said it very easily.

"What's the matter?"

Tong Yan is unscrupulous, he can say whatever he wants, not to mention that Zhao Rang doesn't think he will have anything serious to remind him, but seeing that what he said is very sincere, he is still willing to take some time and listen to him.