Volume 1 The Rise of Dingxi Chapter 62
Zhang Xuexue took the lead quickly, and jumped to the well in the center of Jingping Town.
He wanted to turn around and urge the soup to be loose and half of the wine, but the four figures that appeared in front of him made him stumble his neck.
"Why don't you leave?"
Tang Zhongsong chased after him and asked.
Zhang Xuejiu didn't speak, still quietly looking ahead.
"Acquaintances?"
Tang Zhongsong asked.
Zhang Xuezhu shook his head slightly.
"Enemies?"
Tang Zhongsong asked again.
Zhang Xuejiu still shook his head gently.
"It's the Five Blessings!"
At this time, the third half of the wine jumped off the horse from behind the soup and said.
"Why are you here? Looking for me? Why is there one missing? Why didn't two points come?"
The wine was exported in succession with four questions.
The rest of the five Fusheng's faces became more and more gloomy as these four questions became more and more gloomy, and it seemed that black ink could drip from their chins.
Hua Liu stared at the wine three and a half with tears in his eyes, but was stopped by the bend three when he was about to make a move.
Two points are dead, and now he is the big brother.
Wan San pointed to Tang Zhongsong and Zhang Xuexue behind Jiu San's half and asked, "Who is that?"
I have to say that the mind of the bend three is extraordinary.
The four brothers all recognized that Jiu Sanhan was the enemy of killing his brother, but after seeing that there were two people behind Jiu Sanhan, he still didn't lose his mind and got carried away.
"Liu Ruiying's friend. ”
The wine three halves said.
Liu Ruiying is familiar with Tang Zhongsong and Zhang Xuexuan, as for whether they are friends, they have to say something else.
But in the eyes of the three halves of wine, as long as they know each other, they are friends.
"This must be his accomplice! The three of them must have teamed up to kill the second brother! Otherwise, with the second brother's cultivation, how could he die so easily?"
Hua Liu's voice trembled and said.
Previously, the four of them were forcibly driven away from the scene by Di Weitai, but they did not go back to rest, but searched all possible places in the Bogu Building by themselves.
After finding nothing, Hua Liu proposed to come to Jingping Town to take a look.
He felt that even if he could kill two points, he would inevitably consume a lot, and even if he was seriously injured, even if he left, he would definitely not be able to run far.
After all, the battle that night was tragic and abnormal, otherwise how could he even break his own matching sword?
"What did you say?"
When the third half of the wine heard what Hua Liu said, he didn't react for a while.
"Hua Liu is the fifth, isn't his second brother two points?
The wine three halves thought about it in their hearts for a long time before they suddenly exclaimed.
"Huh...... Aren't you the ones who killed them?"
Seeing the three halves of the wine, Hua Liu also quickly calmed down, and said with a sneer.
"I didn't kill anyone. ”
The wine three halves said.
"Two points dead?"
At the same time, he asked.
The wine three and a half dare to act on the two, and he is very good at being a free and easy person, but he never imagined that the first meeting between the two would become the last.
The moment becomes eternal, but it makes him use a feeling that is indescribable and indescribable.
Although the two words only reverse the order, the meanings are completely different.
To speak clearly means to say it explicitly.
Clarity means to describe it clearly in words.
But the feeling in the heart of the three halves of the current wine can't be clearly said, and there is no language that can clearly describe it.
This is not the first time he has experienced death, after all, he has killed people with his own hands.
But that person has nothing to do with him, and in his eyes he is like a cow, a sheep, a chicken, and a dog.
The wine three halves feel that cordyceps stones, mermaids and animals, all the same.
It doesn't matter if you can talk, eat or not, walk or not, it's the same.
The only difference is that in all of them, some people or things will have an inexplicable bond with him.
This kind of fetters made him involuntarily choose these people and things independently.
He was a very lonely man.
But he didn't know he was alone.
On the contrary, his days are very interesting.
Isn't this the highest level of loneliness?
When the flowers bloom, he counts the petals.
When the flowers fall, he will also count the petals.
Sometimes he would be anxious if there was only one left to fall, because if the petals fell while he was asleep and he didn't count them, then he was doomed.
It wasn't superstition, it wasn't the exquisiteness of their village, and it wasn't what his grandmother told him.
He made it up himself.
He told himself that if he didn't count the petals of a flower completely, it wouldn't be a good sign.
It's not that no one in the village plays with him, on the contrary, Jiuxing Village is an extremely harmonious and friendly village.
But it's not that the three halves of the wine are too stuffy and silent.
But somehow, he was so alone.
Even his grandmother just came out with a few words and threw them at him from time to time.
In his opinion, it was just a kind of preaching, not a speech.
However, he remembered it very well at the time, but after leaving the village, he forgot a little bit of it every few steps.
By now, I've almost forgotten about it.
He didn't feel sad about this, on the contrary, he felt that it was good to have time for himself.
Some people are outward, and he is hidden.
He even named every object around him, divided good from evil, and made up stories.
In fact, his sword also has a name.
At this point, he did not tell the truth to Zhang Xuexuan and Tang Zhongsong.
His sword is the same as his, and it is called the three halves of wine.
And he, like his sword, wants to find the location of the Jiuquan even if he goes to the end of the world.
Since the work of herding cattle and sheep was handed over to him, he felt like a "great general", commanding thousands of troops and horses, "going out" before noon every day, and "collecting the troops before dusk".
On the way to the "march", you will pass by a huge rock every day.
The protruding corner of the rock extends into the road and occupies more than half of it.
The rock was washed away by heavy rain and carried down from the mountain with water mixed with thin mud.
Ben is also a wretched thing that has moved away from home.
At first, the wine three halves were extremely annoyed by the stone.
The big rock blocking the way was naturally his first "enemy".
This went on for a whole year.
At the beginning of spring the following year, it rained exactly the same as last year.
Last year's heavy rains washed down the big rock.
This year's heavy rains washed away the boulder, but it did not bring new boulders.
The rain stopped, and the wine three halves led his cattle and sheep army to "go on the march" again.
When passing by the location of the former roadblock, he deliberately stomped his feet vigorously and was majestic!
On the third day, the three halves of the wine felt a little bored
On the fourth day, he began to feel a little sad.
On the fifth day, he lay down on the original position of the roadblock and wept profusely.
Then he respectfully bowed three times to the hillside where the barricade rolled down, as if to pay tribute to a deceased relative and friend.
On that day, the "great general" "collected his troops" early and returned to the village.
He said a word to his grandmother.
"I'm leaving. ”
"Where to go?"
His grandmother asked.
"Go find Jiuquan. ”
The wine three halves said.
His grandmother didn't say anything more and went out quietly.
When you come back, bring back a fur coat with a very good texture for the wine half.
The hair is dense, and I blow this collar, but I can't see the roots.
There was also a good horse, with a vigorous body, fat and strong, and a shiny mane.
Jiu Sanhan knew that at dawn, the people in the village would rush to the intersection to see him off.
So he had to set off on the third shift at night.
Not intentionally to avoid the crowd, but to go to the grazing ground to retrieve his sword.
His parents went to Jiuquan when he was very young and have not returned.
But that wasn't the reason why he wanted to go to Jiuquan.
He just used this as an excuse to leave the village and go outside.
As for where you go outside, you can go anywhere.
After all, the whole world is only divided into the village and the outside of the village for him.
But fate is sometimes like this, and it comes violently and suddenly.
Even if Jiu Sanban didn't want to go to the Jiuquan, he used this excuse to get out of the village after all.
If the same is true of his parents, then who was the first to say that he wanted to go to the Jiuquan?
The wine three halves didn't think about this problem.
He only knew that there were many women and few men in the village.
There are more girls and fewer boys.
There are many old women, but few old men.
Just after noon, I arrived at the meal.
Houses along the street have scents coming out of the not-so-tight windows.
This point is the same as Jiuxing Village, which makes Jiu Sanhan feel very familiar.
But the difference is that there will be no such four obviously ill-intentioned people in Jiuxing Village blocking his way, let alone someone saying that he killed someone.
Bend three, square four, knife five, flower six.
The four men cut off the road that was not wide.
It was stronger than the old tree next to the well.
The four of them did not ride horses, and were dressed the same as they had when they first met, but they carried the black and white chessboard behind their backs.
Tang Zhongsong wanted to get off the horse, but was stopped by Zhang Xuexue.
Although he didn't pay attention to the four people in front of him, he didn't want to add any trouble.
More is better than less, as long as Tang Zhongsong is quickly sent into Bogulou, he can return to Dingxi Wangcheng to use the power of his Dingxi King Huo Wang to continue to find his hard-working apprentice.
"Wufusheng is the personal guard of Di Weitai, the owner of Bogu Building. ”
Zhang Xuejiu used his strength to compress the sound into a line and gently sent it into Tang Zhongsong's ears.
He thought that with such a mention, Tang Zhongsong would definitely not act rashly.
But he was wrong.
In the end, it's still to blame that he doesn't know Tang Zhongsong at all.
Or rather, he never thought to find out.
One trade, each taking what he wants, that's all.
He also learned some of Tang Zhongsong's past actions from some clues in the corners, and felt that he was a cautious person who could consider everything in the event of a situation.
It stands to reason that this is true, and this is indeed Tang Zhongsong's way of doing things and the principle of being a person.
It's just that it's old.
In the old days, people only used old colors.
If it was in the original, he would definitely think the same way as Zhang Xuezhu.
When you see such trouble, you either kneel down and pretend to be cowardly, or quietly take a long detour to avoid it.
But now it's not the same.
The pine in the soup is not the same as before.
At least at this moment, he felt that less was better than more.
"What kind of complicity, are you justified in blocking the way?"
Tang Zhongsong tugged at the corners of the pedant's mouth, and then jumped off the horse at a very fast speed and said.
"What do you call it?"
Bend San said.
Before he found out the details of the other party, he would never make a rash move, nor would he be as impatient as Hua Liu.
And what made him even more worried was that the three halves of the wine, the pine in the soup, and Zhang Xuejiu, these three people could not feel the slightest aura.
Neither has the steel barbarism of martial arts and domineering, nor is he as polite as a scholar, nor does he want the craftsmanship of the craftsman to strive for excellence, but he really can't figure out his identity.
These three people are like the most useless ordinary people, regardless of their body shape and appearance, they have no characteristics and strengths.
But Wan San knows that the most useless person may be because he is already invulnerable.
After all, even beggars can come to count the treasures, right?
The most ordinary person may be the return to the basics after going through countless winds and waves, crossing infinite mountains and rivers.
Either way, it should not be underestimated.
He couldn't be clearer about the strength of two points.
If these three can kill two points together, they can also kill any of the four of them together.
Of the five brothers, Ben is the one with the best patience.
Although the talent is slightly inferior, but with his willingness to work hard, he is also inseparable from others.
Four-to-one, with the advantage of numbers.
Moreover, the four of them are brothers who get along day and night, and they practice the same exercises and martial arts, so they must be stronger than the three of them in terms of cooperation.
But Bend San didn't dare to bet.
Besides, there is Bogulou behind them, and there is no need to fight for their lives.
However, Wan San's gaze has always been on a person and has never left.
It's not a wine half.
It's not a pine in the soup.
It's Zhang Xue.
His eyes had been fixed on Zhang Xuexue, and he was reluctant to blink until he had to.
Even if a gust of wind and sand blows, it is so hard to resist the past.
What's more, the black and white light gauze in front of him could have blocked a lot of sand and dust for him.
Those who are lucky enough to penetrate it, if they can't hold on, then he is not the one who is willing to work hard and has excellent patience.
As early as when they came out of the north, Bendsan noticed Zhang Xuexue.
He saw that Zhang Xuexuan was in a capable body, with a peaceful face, and although he was in front of the horse, his whole body did not move at all.
Everybody can ride a horse, which is the most basic skill, just like everybody can eat and pee.
But not everyone can hold on to a horse as firmly as a mountain.
Its practical pressure is not a word that is appropriate enough.
Maybe it's better with sticky.
Because Zhang Xuezhi seems to be stuck to the saddle under the crotch and the back of the horse under the saddle.
The horse's back rises and falls as it runs, and Zhang Xuexue also rises and falls with the horse's back.
When he looked at it in his eyes, he only felt that it was self-integrated and natural.
It seems to be a simple action, but it requires the coordination and unity of the muscles of the whole body, and there can be no disorder.
It's a pinnacle of control.
However, how can a person with such control not be a strong master?
Bend San was not alarmed.
Because he's also a strong man.
Although it is not as powerful as his second brother, it is not much different.
The victory and defeat between the competition are half a son and a son, and if it is placed in a battle of life and death, I am afraid that there will be no difference at all.
In terms of age, it must be that Zhang Xuexue is much older.
Older age means more experience.
If both of them are about the same strong masters, then whoever has more experience will be able to live longer.
It is a beggar who has been asking for food for a long time, and knows which family has a good temper, and when and where to go, and even wants a little meat.
But Zhang Xuezhi's eyes were no longer on him.
Didn't stop even for a moment.
Didn't even look at it.
It's just a faint and short sweep.
His eyes were all on the three halves of the wine.
How could an old man be so interested in a young man?
Besides, this young man is still their accomplice.
Since they are accomplices, they must be extremely well understood.
Becoming an accomplice means being able to give each other's backs to each other.
It stands to reason that these three people should be neatly facing each other now.
How could he be so meticulous and staring at him like he was staring at him, staring at the three halves of wine?
There is only one explanation for this.
That is, they are not in the same league as the wine three.
Even the time of the encounter was not too long.
When this inference flashed through his mind, Wan San himself was taken aback.
He obviously saw Jiu Sanhan and Tang Zhongsong riding a horse together, following behind Zhang Xuexue.
The people who are together are a bunch.
This is human nature, and everyone will judge it this way.
It's just that this time the eyes deceived the bend three.
Zhang Xuexue and Tang Zhongsong are not accomplices of the three halves of wine.
"You're not in a group. ”
Crook said that he believed his reasoning
He's a little clumsy, but he's always got it all the way.
"Why aren't we in the same group? Are you blind? Didn't you see me riding a horse with him?"
Tang Zhongsong said as exaggerated and arrogant.
This time, it made Bend San confused again......
The gang he was referring to was the gang that killed his second brother in two.
However, Tang Zhongsong's group refers to the group that went to Bogulou together.
Although they are all in the same group, they are different in connotation.
At this moment, Bend San's gaze moved slightly away from Zhang Xuexue for a moment, and then moved back to Zhang Xuexue's expression.
The originally peaceful face was slightly frowning at the moment.
This made Wan San feel a lot more relieved, thinking that he couldn't hold back after all.
Where would Zhang Xuejiu frown because these four people blocked the way?
It's just that Tang Zhongsong's flying and domineering makes him very disliked......
He looked at Tang Zhongsong's style, which was no different from the blind stream of skins picking quarrels and provoking troubles on the street, and instantly understood his thoughts.
If the palm can take back the words spoken, Zhang Xuejiu can't wait to slap himself 36,000 times.
I shouldn't have told that little bastard, this person who stood in the way, Wu Fusheng, was the personal guard of Di Weitai, the owner of Bogu Building.
Looking at this posture, I am afraid that the three halves of wine and these five blessings have a lot of grievances and entanglements, and it is a matter of human life.
Tang Zhongsong felt the unfriendly gaze from Zhang Xuexue behind him.
But he didn't care.
Because that's what he meant it to be.
It's a big fuss, and it's got involved, maybe this Bogulou doesn't need to go.
If you really do it, you are not afraid.
He is someone who can fight Li Yun for a few rounds.
If you really can't hold it, can the pedantic saddle still be comfortable?
Even if it is a dart delivery, you have to pay attention to whether there is a bump, let alone such a big person as Tang Zhongsong.
The sword has no eyes, and once it goes wrong, it will be the end of missing arms and legs. 、
How could he complete the deal with Huo Wang, the king of Dingxi?
Bend Three slowly untied the black and white chessboard on his back and placed it on the ground.
A layer of floating soil on the ground was suddenly pressed down.
Obviously, this chessboard is terrifyingly heavy.
But the four of them were carried on their backs like this, and their expressions were calm.
Then, he slowly pulled out a sunspot from the chess basket pinned to his waist.
This sunspot is made of a natural black stone.
It has not undergone any engraving, and is purely ground out little by little by a steel file.
Good quality blackstone has few cracks and positive color, but it is very large.
Often, a piece of black stone of dozens of catties can only grind three or five chess pieces.
This chess piece is neither cold nor hot in the hand.
It is lukewarm.
and human blood at a temperature.
Bending San pinched the sunspot with his thumb and forefinger.
Baizi is made of the bones of their eldest brother.
And this sunspot, but he and the two points were polished one by one and distributed to their younger brothers.
The eldest brother died early.
The second brother did not live a few years longer than him.
Every time he played chess, he held Baizi, as if he could feel the pulse and heartbeat of his eldest brother.
Now, this sunspot is close to the body temperature of the second brother.
This set of chessboards, chess pieces, brought endless life and glory to the five brothers.
Who in the world doesn't know the five blessings of Bogulou?
The exhibition plate is divided into yin and yang, the executive son breaks the vastness, and the yellow spring should be fine.
Whenever they pick up this sunspot, it's a time to kill.
Bend three and bend your thumb and flick it first.
The sunspot flipped and soared into the air.
He wasn't ready to make a move yet.
This one is just a temptation.
How can a chess piece that goes straight up and down hurt people?
He just wanted to take advantage of the vacated stall of a chess piece to ponder Zhang Xuexue again.
If he was really a fierce enemy, then he wouldn't have looked at the sunspots that were flying in the air.
He's just going to keep an eye on him, the marbleman.
If his eyes were up and down with the sunspot, then he wouldn't be a fool......
The marbles are out of control when they leave the hand.
Just by looking at his gesture and posture, he also knows that this is not a killer move.
It's like a powerful sword cultivation duel, never being disturbed by the other party's dazzling sword light and sporadic sword tips.
They just stare at each other's hands.
Wrists, to be exact.
The same goes for the flying son of the bend three.
Controlling the angle from the wrist, the energy is used to reach the fingertips, and the most majestic moment after brewing is shot towards the target.
Only three halves of wine have experienced this.
But it was dark at that time, and he didn't really see it, and he relied on his feelings.
Sure enough.
Zhang Xuexuan's eyes followed the sunspot.
It was like a child looking at the butterflies in the flowers as the grass grew and the warbler flew.
A smile tugged at the corner of Wansan's mouth.
The biggest hidden danger has been eliminated.
At this moment, Hua Liu suddenly put out his palms on the wine.
This is a tacit understanding between brothers that blood is thicker than water.
Jiu Sanban didn't have a sword in his hand, so he had to lean over and dodge immediately.
At such a close distance, there is no advantage in this hidden weapon fight.
The only good thing is that you are caught off guard.
And this is also the essence of the secret weapon exercise.
Hidden weapons, hidden weapons, dark techniques but not tools.
If you are clever enough, throwing a cow when people are unprepared can be considered a secret weapon.
The chess pieces are sleek and have no blades, and they are not the best choice for hidden weapons.
But in the realm of their brothers, even with a light piece of wheat straw, it can fly out and become a steel cone that goes straight into the throat.
When the wine was half lowered, he said that it was not good.
Because he felt that the oncoming breath was not as oppressive as before.
If you are close, you will feel strong, and if you are far away, you will naturally feel if you are.
In addition to the weakening of the sense of oppression, the third half of the wine did not hear the sound of the black man breaking the sky after his shot.
Although the sunspots used by Wufusheng are polished in the best shape.
But the faint sound still couldn't escape the ears of the wine three-and-a-half.
Now, there is nothing.
The wine three and a half knew that he had been calculated.
Fang Cai spent six is two false tricks, just to make time for himself to retreat and distance himself.
Jiu Sanhan raised his head and saw that the position of the third bend had not changed.
The piece he had just played had already landed at his feet.
Hua Liu had already stepped back five or six feet, his left arm slowly circled, and his right hand was behind his back, inserted into the chess basket.
Dao 5 and Fang 4 flipped the black and white chessboard to their chests, and then jumped onto the roofs on both sides.
The four of them set up a formation and took control of the overall situation in an instant.