After Lu Chuan returned to Baxian Town, he drank openly for two days, drunk for three nights, and as soon as the three-day period arrived, he took his sword early in the morning and went to the grass shed where the coffins of Zou Shizhen and his wife were parked. There, Zou Can, and old man Zou are waiting for him.

Zou Can looked at the hippie smiling face in front of him, and some of the guys who had not woken up with a hangover were angry. If he still had half a pity for Lu Chuan three days ago, it was all gone now. He couldn't wait to slap him to death on the spot, regardless of whether he was a murderer or not, he would relieve his anger first.

The old man thought to himself: "My son and daughter-in-law both died tragically, and they haven't been buried yet, no matter what you say, you are the most suspicious, the old man only gave you three days when he looked at the golden signboard of the Wudang faction, you are good, drink a lot of wine, how happy are you?"

He couldn't get better when he thought about things like this, but Lu Chuan dragged it up, and stood with his hands behind his back, his mouth was like a scoop, and he didn't even say a word.

The old man held back his anger and said in a deep voice: "Lu Chuan! The three-day period has arrived, what explanation do you have for the old man?"

Lu Chuan raised his face, took off his chin and looked at the old man, and said casually: "I haven't confessed, I'm going to die." ”

The old man was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched, and he wanted to jump over and give Lu Chuan a few mouths, first teach how to talk to the elders, but after all, he couldn't. With so many swordsmen present, Lu Chuan is shameless, he still has to ask for it.

Therefore, the old man stroked his beard with a trembling hand and said, "So you want to confess your sin?"

"Confess your guilt, don't you just want my life, take it and take it, and I haven't killed you for three years. But the ugly words are ahead, the life is here, don't blame me if you don't have the ability to take it. Although I, Lu Chuan, don't kill the chivalrous warriors who are walking properly, I still have to fight back when others beat me. ”

In just a few words, he said that many chivalrous warriors couldn't stand up, and his thin-skinned face inevitably had some fever, and he was thick-skinned.

Zou Can waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Now that the Eight Immortals Town has become a famous swordsman, how much ability do you have? How dare you say this? Your grandfather Lu You's ability is so high, didn't he still die in Luoyang?"

Lu Chuan sneered: "I am not the Northern Demon, you are not the Eastern Buddha, and these ordinary people present are not the heads of the five sects and thirteen sects. ”

"You...... Lu Chuan, you said that you don't know how to hold the technique, but what you said yourself doesn't count, I discussed it with a few swordsmen two days ago, and decided to give it a try to see if you really can't hold the technique. ”

"Try, don't say it so nicely, don't you still have to do it? ”

Lu Chuan said and opened the door, waiting for Zou Can to make a move.

Zou Can shook his head, "I can't do anything with you, I'm afraid I'll be tempted to kill you." There's a ring outside, and if you dare to go up, someone will fight you. ”

Lu Chuan laughed, "Why don't you dare?" said and walked out.

Not far from the door, there was indeed a ring, three feet high, with no steps and no wooden ladder, and it was bare there. Next to the stage, a flagpole more than five zhang high, holding a big flag, with five big characters on the book Eight Immortals and Demons.

The ring itself is a threshold, but it is not for Lu Chuan, but for an excerpt from all the swordsmen present. If you can't get into the ring without the help of external forces, don't go up, because it must not be Lu Chuan's opponent.

Lu Chuan walked to the ring, jumped up lightly, borrowed his toes on the pillar halfway, turned over, and landed firmly on the ring.

Before Lu Chuan could speak, one of them also jumped into the ring.

This person is more than eight feet tall, with a white face and no beard, wearing cinnabar red stand-up collar arrow sleeves, and a hundred chain locks around his waist, so sharp.

No need to ask, Lu Chuan knows, this is the Red Dragon King Xingjia in Wushan Kowloon.

Xing Jia was about to speak, but saw Lu Chuan shouting at the audience: "How is this person?"

Tong Yinhuai, who was in the audience, took out a book from his arms, turned a few pages, pointed his finger, and responded with a sharp voice: "Yes, this person is not bad, but his temper is worse, so count it as a wait." ”

Lu Chuan nodded and clenched his fists: "Torture hero, please." ”

Xing Jia was a little stunned, and wondered: "What are you doing here? Whether I am bad or not has something to do with the ring competition?"

Lu Chuan smiled slightly, "Oh, the torture hero doesn't know, the respected master only gave me three days, and three days to track down the real murderer naturally can't be done, unless the murderer himself sends it to the door." And once the three days are up, I can't get the murderer, your faction, and everyone present will naturally not let me go, and it is inevitable to do it. Therefore, these days, I asked people to inquire about your life history and life deeds, and they were divided into upper, middle and lower three classes according to their conduct. For the medium ones, a slight punishment is sufficient. It's hard to say that the inferior ones are inferior, as the saying goes, they can cause death, and if they don't take a service, even if my Lu Chuan's ability is low, I can't kill him, but I must let him lack arms and legs, and he will be disabled for life. But time is in a hurry, some people I may not have investigated clearly, if you set a low, you speak, if you set a high, you also say a word, I will send you to see Yan Lao Wu. ”

Before Lu Chuan's words fell, the audience exploded, what is this called? You are the judge under the hands of Lord Yama, and the lives of more than 100 of us are in your hands?

Xing Jia also frowned after hearing this, and said in his heart: "I'm afraid this person was stupid by my master, and he didn't know that he was dying before he knew it, and he actually said such things." I'll try, if he kills my senior brother, I'll cook him on stage, so that he won't suffer more, if not, I will plead with the master for him, and let it go, I'm also a poor man......"

The Red Dragon King made up his mind, and even less answered, he untied the flying chain lock, opened the door and waited for Lu Chuan to make a move.

Lu Chuan is also not modest, after all, he is lonely, and it is not impossible to take advantage of the first. I saw him leaning forward, the long sword was across his chest, and with a force under his feet, the whole person shot out with arrows, and the tip of the sword pointed forward, straight to Xingjia's throat.

Xingjia didn't dare to despise it at all, and the flying dragon grabbed the iron chain and opened it, like a long snake spitting out a letter, protecting it within three zhang.

Lu Chuan saw that there was no hope in the near body, so he made the most secure way in the seventy-two serial swords, this road is called "Thirty-six Peak Pictures, Zhang Sujin, Column Icicle", a total of thirty-six moves, all of which are offensive moves, but they are all on the defensive, not seeking merit but seeking no fault. Treat the Wyvern Grab as the tip of the opponent's sword, and every move is impartially on top of the Flying Grab, and you can retreat with one touch.

Xingjia is fast, he is fast, Xingjia is slow and he is slow, and slowly forcing it over like this really makes Xingjia a little annoyed, just like punching cotton with a fist.

There were only about twenty moves, and Xing Jia's tricks began to be a little scattered, not because his internal strength was weak, but because he was too emotional, so that his internal strength was sloppy and difficult to concentrate. He, like Lu Chuan, is a person with an acute temper, but the difference between him and Lu Chuan is that he will not kill the dragon man in a rage.

Lu Chuan deliberately tortured him with this style of play, in order to make him angry and make him lose control of his emotions, so as to take this opportunity to find a flaw and defeat him in one fell swoop.

Xing Jia really fell for it, slashed back, grabbed Fei to a length of three feet, stepped forward and began to fight Lu Chuan in close combat.

But where will Lu Chuan fulfill his wish, dodging left and right, and not touching his flying catch.

After more than ten moves, seeing that Xing Jia was going to vomit blood in anger if he didn't fight again, Lu Chuan made a move "The road is clear and the stream is forced to draw, and the chaotic clouds are deep in the sky", swinging away Xing Jia's flying dragon grasp, and the sword stabbed Xing Jia's throat from the bottom up.

Xing Jia's eyes suddenly lit up, as long as the soft weapon is good, the last thing he is afraid of is that you touch its chain, I saw his wrist shake, and the flying dragon grabbed it in a circle and put it on the Zixiao Silver Moon Sword, and then flashed his body, slashed hard, and locked the sword with a flying grab.

Lu Chuan only felt that the strength of the sword was too strong to resist, so he couldn't help but take a step forward and open the door from top to bottom.

At this moment, Xingjia's other flying grab came down, and grabbed Lu Chuan's back heart, Lu Chuan couldn't advance, and he couldn't retreat, so he had to forcibly raise his sword to block, and the second flying grab was also locked on the sword.

Xing Jia shouted "let go" lightly, threw the chain into his arms, and Lu Chuan immediately flew towards him with a sword.

And Xing Jia, put the chain in one hand, and the wind and thunder palm was raised into the air.

At this moment, I saw the corners of Lu Chuan's mouth curled, flashing a smile, turning around, and handing his back to Xingjia.

Xing Jia's wind and thunder palm fell, but it gently patted Lu Chuan's back, like a mosquito.

It turned out that the moment Lu Chuan turned around, he turned his sword and hit Xingjia's Qi Sea Cave with the hilt. Xing Jia's breath was suddenly broken, his strength was completely lost, and his body fell on Lu Chuan's back softly.

Someone in the audience hurriedly came up to rescue, but saw Lu Chuan helping Xingjia to sit down, and had already begun to push him to the palace.

After about a cup of tea, Xing Jia woke up slowly, looked at Lu Chuan, and his face was similar to the big red cloth, and he stomped his feet and got out of the ring.

I don't know who it was, but they shouted hello from the audience, and everyone hurriedly followed the sound to see, and before they could find anyone, someone on the other side shouted hello, and then one after another, there were one or twenty people.

These people are not Leng Longling's brothers, nor are they hired by Lu Chuan, they are good from the bottom of their hearts after seeing what Lu Chuan did.

As the saying goes, there are hundreds of people of all kinds, and among these hundred or so people, there are those who have a grudge against the Lu family, some who have no enmity with the Lu family, some who were invited by Zou Can, and some who just came to see the excitement. Many of them have never seen Lu Chuan, but they have heard that Lu Chuan is murderous and has some fierce reputations, and they have heard that the young head couple of the Wushan faction was killed by Lu Chuan, and the Wushan faction is a serious sect among the five sects and thirteen factions and eighty-one sects, and Zou Shizhen and his wife are also known as chivalrous, so Lu Chuan who killed them must be a wicked person.

But these days, Lu Chuan's personality is twisted, too proud, and his speech is a little ugly, but he walks straight, is bright and upright, and he doesn't look like a villain.

So some people muttered, could it be that people were really not killed by Lu Chuan?

But as soon as they applauded, they were angry with Lu Chuan's enemies.

Before Lu Chuan could catch his breath, someone came to the ring again.

This person is five short in stature, dressed as a scholar, with a black face and black beard, a folding fan in his hand, and he looks like he is in his thirties. Don't look good-looking, with a loyal face and a righteous face.

Lu Chuan didn't know him, so he clenched his fists and said, "May I ask what your Excellency is called?"

The man said with a calm face: "Under the surname Song, Song Huifang, the people in the rivers and lakes are called Mr. Youyou." ”

Lu Chuan thought about it for a while, and remembered, this person's chivalrous name in the Hanzhong area is not small, and he is known as being clever and not worried, which can be imagined.

"After a long time, it turned out to be Mr. Song. Sir, wait a minute, I'll ask something...... Hey, what kind of class is Mr. Song?"

Tong Yinhuai in the audience responded: "Wait a minute, wait a minute...... Found it! Song Huifang, this person ...... There is nothing wrong with it, it is that his sister-in-law occupied his sister-in-law after his brother's death thirteen years ago, and half a year later his sister-in-law gave birth to a son, and then committed suicide by throwing herself into a well, and the child is now a monk in Famen Temple. It's a medium term. ”

Lu Chuan's face sank when he heard these words, "Nonsense, such a brute who corrupts human morality, should be killed!"

Looking at Song Huifang again, he stood there like a wood carving clay sculpture, he really couldn't figure out how Lu Chuan found out in just a few days the secrets that the neighbors didn't know much about.

It turned out that Song Huifang was born in a small mountain village in Qinling, his parents died when he was a child, and only the two brothers depended on each other. His elder brother Song Da took his younger brother to thousands of households, asking for water and food, and finally pulled his brother up. When Song Huifang was ten years old, the two brothers went to Hanzhong, Song Da worked as a buddy in the restaurant, and Song Huifang played at the door of the restaurant. On this day, there happened to be a white-bearded old man passing by in front of the restaurant, and he saw Song Huifang at a glance, the old man nodded for a while, shook his head for a while, laughed for a while, and sighed for a while. When Song Da came out in the evening, the old man hadn't left, but Song Da mistakenly thought that the old man was a villain, so he ran back to the house with his younger brother. The old man didn't chase them when they ran, but when they got to the door, the old man was already waiting at the door. Song Da thought that he had seen a ghost in the middle of the night, but he was really scared. However, the old man smiled and said what he meant, it turned out that he wanted to accept Song Huifang as an apprentice. The old man said it a few times and practiced his fists and feet, and then Song Da understood, and hurriedly invited the old man to his home and asked his younger brother to kowtow to the teacher. After apprenticeship, Song Da took out two taels of silver and offered it with both hands, saying that it was Song Huifang's academic qualifications, and if it was not enough, he would find a way. The old man nodded and accepted the two taels of silver, but when he left, he left twenty taels, telling Song Da not to worry about his younger brother, use the money to do a business, marry a daughter-in-law, and live a good life. After that, Song Huifang followed the master, and Song Da opened a small teahouse according to what the old man said, married his wife, and his life was much better than before. A few years later, Song Hui Fang Yiman left the school and did not go to the rivers and lakes, but returned home, planning to continue to live with her brother. After asking left and right, I finally found a small teahouse opened by my brother, but I didn't want to see my brother's figure, but I saw a woman. Only then did he know that his brother already had a family, and he was happy and sad in his heart. I am happy that my brother is not dragged down by himself and finally lives a normal life, but I am sad that I have nowhere to go. Thinking like this, I was stunned for a while. But it was still raining, and it was too desolate for a teenage child to be drenched in the rain. Suddenly, a faint fragrance pulled him back from his thoughts, and he looked up to see that it was the proprietress of the teahouse, that is, his sister-in-law Wang, holding an oil-paper umbrella to block all the raindrops for himself. Wang thought that he was a student of Luotuo, and he was shy in his pocket, so he was stunned at the door of the teahouse, and he felt pity in his heart, so he pulled him in. He poured him a pot of hot tea, turned to the back, took out a clean set of clothes, put them on the table, pointed to his clothes, and then to the back, and motioned for him to go to the back to change them, but never said a word. Wang is a woman who is a dutiful woman, she knows that she has a bit of a posture, and she is afraid of causing trouble when she shows up to do business, so she pretends to be dumb in front of people and never says a word. Although Song Huifang didn't know this, when she saw that the Wang family was gentle and kind, her nose was sore, and tears fell, and she thought: "My sister-in-law can do this to others, and it will only be better for my brother, since this is the case, I can also leave with confidence." Thinking of this, he turned around and left, but happened to touch his brother Song Da with a straight face. Song Da recognized his brother at a glance, but when he saw his brother in front of his house, he cried and wanted to leave, mistakenly thinking that he was embarrassed by the Wang family, and raised his hand to beat the Wang family. Wang didn't dare to speak, and Song Huifang was helpless, so he told the truth. Song Da and his wife talked and persuaded for a long time, and finally dispelled their doubts and kept Song Huifang. At first, Song Huifang was still a little uneasy, afraid that his sister-in-law would not be happy, but after a long time, he couldn't wait to slap himself a few times, and his sister-in-law treated him better than his brother, and he was also thoughtful! And this is exactly the case, the Wang family knew that the two brothers were miserable, and saw that her husband loved her brother very much, so she regarded Song Huifang as her own, and the husband and wife didn't even want children, so they lived around Song Huifang. However, the good times did not last long, Song Da fell ill, and Song Huifang invited all the good men from ten miles and eight towns, and took a lot of decoction, without the slightest improvement, and died in less than two months. When her only relative died, Song Huifang was very heartbroken and borrowed wine to drown her sorrows all day long. When he came back from drinking that night, he saw that the light in his sister-in-law's room was on, and he knew that he was sad, and his sister-in-law was also sad, so he pushed the door and walked in. Originally, he just wanted to comfort and comfort his sister-in-law, but wine is not a good thing, and by mistake he actually occupied his sister-in-law during his brother's funeral. In fact, it can't all be blamed on the wine, his parents died when he was a child, he lacked the care of his mother's love, and he was already very close to the Wang family, and now that his brother has died, he wants to take on the responsibility of taking care of his sister-in-law, but he doesn't want to choose the wrong way. After the big mistake was made, he also regretted it a little, but Wang was very calm, he didn't cry or make trouble, as if nothing happened, but his attitude towards him was much colder. As time passed, Wang's belly grew bigger, and at first Song Huifang thought it was his child, but later calculated the time and realized that it was his brother's widow. At this time, Song Huifang knew how much mistake he had made, and since then he began to avoid the Wang family, except for sending some money, food and supplies every day, he does not go to the courtyard where the Wang family is. Later, the child was born, and by the time he learned the news to see the child, Wang had committed suicide by throwing himself into a well. He couldn't talk about what it was like to look at the child, but the elder brother was dead, the Wang family was dead, and the child had to be fed and grown up after all. So he first gave the child to a local farmer, and then went to ask for it and sent it back to Famen Temple. After that, he sold the teahouse, wandered the world, and since then only did good deeds, leaving the famous name of Mr. Youyou on the rivers and lakes.

All these years he was busy with other people's affairs, in order to forget the tragedy, but now that the past was brought up again, and the wounds were reopened, he found that thirteen years was still too short, short enough to wake up from nightmares, short enough to alleviate grief.

"No, it's not that it's too short, it's that it's too long. It turns out that time is not an antidote, but a poison, and the longer it lasts, the more painful it becomes. I...... It's long overdue. ”

Thinking of this, Song Huifang suddenly perked up, pointed at Lu Chuan with a folding fan, and said, "Lu Chuan, let's make a move." ”

Lu Chuan had long wanted to do it, he didn't know the details of this matter, and he didn't know Song Huifang's pain, he only knew that the adulterous sister-in-law should be killed! The widow of the elder brother who was forced to die should be killed! The orphan of the brother who did not raise the elder brother should be killed! The three should be killed together, and Song Huifang was guilty of living longer.

I saw that his cheeks were flushed, his hands were blue, and he rushed towards Song Huifang with his sword upside down.

When he moved, Song Huifang also moved, and the folding fan was used as a judge's pen, pointing straight at the door of Luchuan.

Lu Chuan didn't dodge, didn't dodge, and didn't take out his sword, when the two were less than three feet apart, Lu Chuan's left hand became a claw, grabbed the folding fan, turned his body, and used his hand hard, only to hear the clicking sound, Song Huifang's wrist and hand bones were broken at the same time. At the same time, the Purple Night Silver Moon Sword stabbed through Song Huifang's chest, revealing a two-foot-long blade from behind.

Lu Chuan's wrist twisted, and he wanted to pull out the sword and stab the second sword, but he didn't want to twitch but didn't twitch, and one hand held the sword boring tightly.

Behind him, Song Huifang said in a faint trembling voice: "I...... It's long overdue......"

"Yes, you should have died a long time ago, but dying so happily is too cheap for you. ”

Song Huifang just gasped and didn't speak.

“...... If you want to die so much, why do you want to come to the stage? ”

"Anyway, it's already like this......" Song Huifang said as he spat blood, his breath became weaker, "I...... Still want to ...... One more thing to know......"

"What's the matter? I want to ask how I know about your ugly thing?"

“...... No...... I want to know...... You...... Did you kill ...... Kill ......"

"Did you kill Zou Shizhen and his wife? No. ”

"That'...... Then I'll ...... Relieved. ”

Lu Chuan waited for another half a day, and when he saw that he didn't speak again, he pulled out the Zixiao Silver Moon Sword and let Song Huifang's body fall.

Song Huifang is not a very bad person, at least he has done a lot of good things, but he is not a person worthy of sympathy, at most he is a poor person.

But in the vast rivers and lakes, I don't know how many poor people there are, in other words, who is not pitiful?