The two thieves of Zilin glanced at each other, and they were a little timid when they heard this. Wind and snow alone, swords and swords, invincible in the world, even if the sword and snow guest did not bring a sword today, just that sentence will stop the mediocre Zilin double thief. The two had to surround him, but they refused to do so.

"Why don't you two do it yet, do you have to wait for the helper to come?" Dao Xueke blinked his eyes that had long been invisible, and stood still in place. "This person speaks in a foggy manner, I don't know if it's true or not. But with his courage, I'm afraid it's mostly true. If we do it rashly, we will surely die at his hands. ”

The two whispered and talked softly, but they couldn't escape the ears of Dao Xueke, and every word they said was in their ears, and they smiled slightly.

After a while, the Zilin thieves separated their bodies, got out of the way, and said to the old beggar: "Senior, please forgive me for being rude." Let's leave here, seniors, please take care of yourself. As if their consciences had discovered, the two looked at each other and rose to the sky.

Hearing the footsteps on the roof fading away, the Knife Snowman pulled out his legs and continued to move forward slowly. Who knew that he had just taken two steps, only to hear the wind hunting behind him, and a purple light flashed from the darkness with a "poof", and a three-inch-long purple-black iron nail flew out and went straight to the back of Dao Xueke.

With a flick of his wrist, the snowman fell to the ground. The purple forest twin thieves fell from the sky again, and landed beside the sword snowman, and one of them said with a smile: "What kind of wind and snow lonely man, his vigilance is also so low, and he has not been reversed by you and me." With that, he kicked the fallen Dao Xueke again, "It seems that no one can dodge the Zilin Soul Chasing Nail." ”

However, the other person was quite cautious, squatted down and rummaged carefully, and said suspiciously: "Why don't you see the nail tail?" The man said: "Eighty percent is that Fang just hit the secret weapon with too much force, this old guy is old and frail, and the Zilin Soul Chasing Nail has been nailed into the body." ”

He flipped the "corpse" of Dao Xueke over again, groped in his clothes for a while, and although he still did not find the Zilin Soul Chasing Nail, he found a yellowed and dilapidated scroll, and on the cover it was written "Six Volumes of Suicide Notes in the Snow". The man in black was overjoyed, and hurriedly handed it to his companion beside him, "Look, is it the scroll in the snow?"

The companion took the scroll and flipped through it roughly, although he couldn't see the doorway, and he had never heard of the rumors about the contents of the scroll in the snow, so he couldn't tell the truth from the false, but he knew that it was indeed the appearance of the martial arts secret book: "Where can I tell this, and I haven't seen the real scroll in the snow?"

"If he is not a sword snowman, why does he carry a fake snow scroll on his body, once he is discovered, it will lead to death. From this point of view, he must be a real lone man in the snow! Released false news to the outside world, and the news that he was buried in the snow with his dead remains came out, but secretly took this real book to pretend to be an old man named Hanako to wander the rivers and lakes, how clever it is. ”

The other person hid the scroll close to his body, and said with a sneer: "It doesn't matter if he is smart or not, it is not the same as falling under the Zilin Soul Chasing Nail of you and my brother." Now that we have the snow scroll, whether it is true or not, you and I have completed the task, and we should quickly return to Chiyan Valley to hand over the order to the valley master, so as not to delay the hour. ”

The companion pointed to the knife snowman and said, "Then what should he do?"

"Leave it here, let him live or die, and resign himself to his fate. He was hit by the Zilin Soul Chasing Nail, and it was difficult to wake up for a while. If you take it on the road, your body is quite heavy, but it will delay the trip of the two of us, but it will be a burden. ”

After glancing at each other and nodding, the two jumped onto the roof and walked away.

When the footsteps went away, Dao Xueke slowly got up, checked the Zilin Soul Chasing Nail in his hand, chuckled, threw it aside, shook his head and quickly dodged and hid in his original hiding place, just waiting for dawn to go out of the city, wandering the rivers and lakes, without martial arts, but also comfortable and happy.

Since then, he has not been seen again. After all, the old beggar disappeared along with the lonely man who should have died thirty years ago, and never appeared on the rivers and lakes again.

Let's say that on the second day, the sky just revealed a touch of fish belly white, and the Shen cuttlefish lying on the bed in the meditation room of the White Horse Temple finally woke up quietly. I slept very sweetly last night, as if I had been forced to sleep happily for a few days and nights without closing my eyes.

After a night, although the sweat on his body had already dried up, and his clothes were much drier, but the sweat on his skin condensed, sticky and smelly, Shen cuttlefish couldn't care about it, so he sat up from the bed.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, although he was still a little dizzy and his limbs were sore, he only felt a warm current entrenched in the dantian, rushing straight to his mind, and his feet were fluttering, and he felt like he was as light as a swallow, and he thought in his heart: "Could it be that Master really passed on all his life's skills to me?"

I wanted to test it in my heart, calm my breath, hold my breath, steady my horse steps, sink my dantian, take a long breath of relief, let out a loud shout, and suddenly slapped forward, but nothing happened. It turned out that although he had internal force, he didn't have the essentials of the operation of his power, and the internal force only swirled in the dantian, and he didn't move at all.

"Could it be just a dream, but I clearly came to the White Horse Temple......"

Shen Cuttlefish looked at his palm, confused, puzzled, and began to doubt the authenticity of last night's memory. I was about to ask Dao Xueke for advice, but when I looked around, he was the only one left in this meditation room, and I just wanted to call the master, but I remembered Dao Xueke's advice and teachings to him last night, so I held back the words in my throat and eyes.

He also thought of the snow scroll handed over to him by the sword snowman, and thought to himself that if he practiced diligently according to the mental methods and moves on it, he would be able to use this internal force freely. Hurriedly groped in his arms, and found a note, which was written crookedly: "The old Hanako has left, and everything has to rely on himself." ”

Shen Cuttlefish suddenly realized, immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times in the direction of the gate, and put his palms together and said, "I hope Master will take care all the way." But when he was bowing, the door of the meditation room was pushed open, and a small novice was entering the room with a copper basin, and when he saw Shen cuttlefish kneeling on the ground, he was surprised and laughed: "Master Shen, why is this?"

"Ahem, there is too much dust in this meditation room, and I haven't cleaned it for a long time, so my son specially cleaned it for you. When Shen cuttlefish saw someone entering the house, he hurriedly got up, patted the dust all over his body, laughed embarrassedly, and prevaricated.

The little novice knew that he was worshipping the sword snowman who had already left, but he didn't break it, just smiled slightly, put down the copper basin, and bowed down with his hands together, saying, "The monks are responsible for the cleaning every day, so don't worry about the almsgiving." Master Shen Shi should wash his face and hands quickly. ”

Shen cuttlefish thanked him, then stepped forward to take the cloth towel, soaked it in water, and stuck it on his face. The warm water soaked every pore, washed away the tiredness of the night, made Shen cuttlefish breathe a long sigh of relief, much more refreshed, wiped the snow-white neck and fingers, and handed the copper basin to the little novice to take away.

"Little Master, I don't know what time it is?" asked Shen Cuttlefish busily. The little novice who had already stepped out of the meditation room with one foot hurriedly turned around and said, "It's almost dawn, the abbot asked me to come and say, Lord Shen should go home quickly, so as not to worry about the son of the Shen family." ”

With that, the little novice walked away slowly. The big bell in the temple struck twice more, waking up the Shen cuttlefish who was standing still, and it made him crazy: "Ahhhh

When the Zen Master heard this, he shook his head and smiled, and said secretly: "Amitabha." ”

And the Shen cuttlefish knew that he couldn't avoid Shen Shujian's interrogation and blame, and he didn't have the joy of having an extremely deep internal force at all, so he leaned over, drooped his head, blew his arms weakly, and walked slowly towards Shen Mansion.

As expected, the door of the Shen family's mansion was unusually open, and the family at the door was happy and panicked when they saw Shen cuttlefish coming back, and their eyes swirled on him, and they wanted to stop talking, as if they wanted to remind him of something. Shen Cuttlefish had already expected it, but he had to face all this, stepped into the mansion, and saw that the servants of the family were all gathered in the courtyard.

It turned out that Shen Wen's family didn't see Shen cuttlefish early in the morning, and the son's bedroom was empty, so he was anxious, and he wanted to order dozens of people from all over the house to be sent, even if it was earth-shaking in this Anhuai Mansion, he wanted to find Shen cuttlefish, but he was stopped by Shen Shujian.

First, Shen Shujian did not want to let this matter cause trouble in the city, and everyone knew that his Shen family was not strict in discipline, and he lost the eldest prince and wanted the whole city to be unpeaceful. Second, he came to see if Shen Cuttlefish knew that he had come back and took the initiative to take responsibility. Seeing Shen cuttlefish returning, the servants in the courtyard got out of the way and watched him walk up to the main hall with extremely pity in their eyes.

And Shen Shujian and Shen Wenshi were sitting in the hall, without saying a word, waiting for Shen cuttlefish. On both sides of the hall were martial artists with short sticks, and the posture was like that of the public hall. When Shen cuttlefish saw it, he was terrified and shuddered.

As soon as he came to the court, he saw that Shen Wen's eyes were full of tears, his cheeks were red, his red lips were closed, and Shen Shu's sword eyebrows were upside down, and he was angry, and Shen Cuttlefish knew that a beating was indispensable. That Shen Shujian really shouted: "Come on, bet this rebel son on the hall, beat him thirty boards first, and increase his memory!"

The martial artists on both sides responded to the order, and the two stepped forward to clamp Shen Cuttlefish's arm, pulled a long bench, unceremoniously pressed Shen Cuttlefish on the bench, and picked up the short stick to hit Shen Cuttlefish's buttocks. Before the stick fell, Shen Cuttlefish shouted loudly: "Mother save me!"

But this time Shen Wenshi did not protect him, but closed his eyes tightly, and refused to open his mouth to plead even if the tears slipped down. Seeing him like this, Shen Shujian became more and more annoyed, and ordered again: "Hugh wants to listen to his nonsense, and then hit the thirty boards first!

Na Wufu nodded, a bean-sized sweat slipped from his forehead, and saw that Shen Shujian could be ruthless to his own son, let alone to him. I didn't dare to hide my secrets, so I had to open the short stick, grit my teeth and fight down.