It's a sunny day again, most people will be in a good mood in this kind of weather, but Xiao Hei's mood is very bad, because the garlic he stored in the snow is old, and some are even rotten, and the old garlic is not delicious, and it will be shredded, and it will stuff your teeth when you eat it, and it will be like eating grass when you chew it in your mouth, and it will have no taste, and Xiao Hei, as a cook, is naturally in a bad mood.

Xu Xiao's mood was also very bad, because the old blind man was injured, and Wang Fugui's sword stabbed the old blind man, which was not deep or fatal, but there was a lot of blood. The old blind man is strong in martial arts, but he is also a person and an old man, and after two battles of life and death, his strength has been exhausted. He was no longer young, and his recovery was not as good as before, and he had a fever, not a high fever, but the old blind man's hands had begun to tremble, and he was not as comfortable as he had been in the previous two days, and he could no longer cope with the rest of the situation.

Xu Xiao put him in Tianxiang, women are always more careful than men, and they can take care of them more thoughtfully.

People generally have to drink some wine to celebrate when they are in a good mood, and they naturally have to drink some wine to indulge when they are in a bad mood.

There is only one altar left in the Luzhou Daqu of Tianxiang Pavilion, and Xu Xiao has drunk four altars this morning alone, and is about to drink the last altar. At this time, Xu Xiao was already in turmoil, and he needed to use wine to calm down.

Xu Xiao really wanted to get himself drunk, but he couldn't get drunk, not only the old blind man would die if he was drunk, but also Xiao Hei would die, he had to keep himself awake.

Although he had already drunk four jars, Xu Xiao didn't want to get drunk no matter how much he drank when he was drunk, and wanting to get him drunk with wine was like trying to drown a fish with water.

Not only did he drink a lot, but he also ate a lot, he had to keep himself strong at all times, he didn't know who the next person was, what kind of person it was, but it must be a person with superb swordsmanship.

The wind is blowing, the wind is not strong, and it is enough to blow up the fallen leaves, and the fallen leaves swing with the wind, if these leaves have their own consciousness, whether they are willing to be swept up by the wind, whether they are willing to be blown by the wind to an unknown place, and become the nourishment of the other land, but they have no consciousness, they can only drift with the wind.

People are conscious, they will be conscious when they are alive, whether they are crazy or stupid, they will be conscious, but sometimes people are not like this fallen leaf, a little wind and rain will make them lose consciousness, and drift to unknown places with this little wind and rain.

The fallen leaves are floating in the air, and the people are also floating, and there are already eight people floating in the air at this time, and their clothes are the same, all of them are black long clothes, although they are black but shining, and it can be seen that the material is very good, and their hair buns are the same, they are all wrapped around the top of their heads, and their expressions are the same, there is no expression, like the expressions of dead people, and there is one thing they are the same, they are all disabled, two of them have no legs, two have no arms, and the remaining four people, two have no eyes, and two have no ears。

They carried a coffin on their shoulders, the coffin was very large, bigger than the coffin in the courtyard, one zhang long, five feet wide, three feet high, the coffin was very good, better than the coffin in the courtyard, the whole body was golden, flashing light, and the blind could see that the gold of this coffin was painted with gold powder.

The wind was not strong, it was just a breeze, how could it blow people up? Not to mention that these eight people were carrying such a large coffin on their shoulders.

Xu Xiao knows that if a person is floating in the air, there are only two reasons, one is because the wind is too strong, and the other is because the person floating in the air has peerless light skills. These eight people are clearly the latter.

The floating people landed, very lightly, barely making any sound, less than the sound of fallen leaves falling on the ground, and they placed the coffin on the ground.

Although the person landed, Xu Xiao's heart was raised, these eight people wanted him to die, and he would definitely not live. He wished that he would be drunk and muddy now, at least not to face so many terrible people, and presumably terrible people would not want to step on the soles of their shoes. But he couldn't get drunk, and if he did, everyone in the building would die, including two of his friends.

The lid of the coffin opened, and a person floated out of it, also gently falling to the ground. It is difficult for such a person to push such a large coffin lid from the inside, or that this is no longer a person, more like a ghost.

He was very thin, so thin that there was no flesh at all, his exposed arms seemed to be covered with a layer of skin on the outside of bones, his face was pale and withered, his eye sockets were deep, and although his eyes were open, they seemed to be closed at any time, and he was wearing a pure white uniform, which was a little reddish in white, and the uniform was not big, but it looked very large on him, and such a person seemed to be loose on any clothes on his body.

If it wasn't daytime, Xu Xiao would definitely think that he had seen a ghost, and if Xiao Hei saw it, he would definitely throw away the sweet potato in his hand and run.

The "ghost" looked at Xu Xiao with eyes that he could close at any time, and asked, "Where is the old blind man?" His voice was soft and floating, like the wind before a rainstorm, as if everything had been blown away.

Xu Xiao was still smiling, but he was already panicked in his heart, and said, "The old blind man is doing what men like to do." He must not let this "ghost" know that the old blind man had a fever, so burned that he could not even hold an iron pestle.

"What do men like to do?", the ghost continued.

"Gambling, drinking, women. ”

"This is not a gamble," the "ghost" still asked in his oozing voice.

"No, there's no one here to gamble with him. ”

"And he's drinking?"

Xu Xiao pointed to the last jar of wine beside him and said, "I have drunk all the wine in the entire Tianxiang Pavilion, and only this one jar remains." ”

"He's in the woman's room?", "ghost" voice is a little unbelievable.

"Miss Tianxiang is a good woman, and she is also a woman who pleases men. ”

"He's an old man, and he's about to lie in a coffin. ”

"No matter how old a man is, he is a man, and he is simply a young man when he is in bed. ”

The "ghost" was obviously not convinced, and continued to ask with his deep-set eyes, "Who are you?"

"Ha, Xiao. ”

"Who is Xiao Ha?"

"Friend of the old blind man. ”

"The old blind man has friends, too?"

"People live for a lifetime, they will always have a few friends, who are you?" asked Xu Xiao.

"Dead people. ”

"Dead people can talk?"

"Dead people not only talk, they walk. With that, the ghost took two steps, and his feet trembled as he walked, as if he were about to float at any moment.

"Do you like to drink?", the ghost asked, pointing to the empty altar next to Xu Xiao.

"I've drunk four jars since the morning. ”

"Good," the ghost said.

"Very good is how good it is. ”

"It's so good that someone who drinks four jars of wine will lose his mind, and will beat his wife and children, even his mother, and the four jars of wine are enough to make such a person a devil, but you don't. ”

There are indeed such people in the world, this kind of people are usually angry people in life, maybe they are angry with others, maybe they are angry with themselves, this kind of person will lose his mind after drinking, and he will spread the anger he has received to his relatives, this kind of person is not even as good as the devil, at least the devil has no relatives.

"I don't usually get drunk, and when I'm drunk, I just sleep, and it seems like I'm really fine. Xu Xiao said, smiled bitterly, and asked, "What are you among the thirteen killers in the Bloody Cloak Building?"

"I'm not the Thirteen Killers of the Bloody House," the ghost said.

"Then why are you here, old blind man?" Xu Xiao continued to ask.

"The old blind man's head is worth three hundred flowers, and the Bloody Cloak House has such flowers, so I have come to borrow his head. ”

Xu Xiao was really puzzled, what flowers need to be exchanged with his head, and asked, "What flowers?"

"A flower that can turn people into gods, a flower that makes people forget all their troubles. ”

Hearing this, Xu Xiao understood, he had heard of this flower, this flower is planted in the neighboring country on the southern border of China, this flower is very beautiful, beautiful and intoxicating, some people think that she is a gift from God, call her fairy flower, but in fact she is a vampire, she can not only suck a person's flesh and blood, but also suck off a person's faith, making people not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts. Presumably, the "ghost" in front of him is the one who has become the current ghost because of the frequent use of "fairy flowers".

"Can I pay it back after borrowing the old blind man's head?" asked Xu Xiao.

"Of course I will pay it back, I only borrow it for half a day. ”

"How?"

"I'll find the best tailor to sew his head back and make sure I don't see his head falling off." This "ghost" didn't change his expression when he said this, and he no longer took other people's lives and deaths seriously.

This kind of person who does not respect life makes Xu Xiao very angry, and he wants to hit him in the face with a stone, but Xu Xiao can't, he has to stay calm, calm in order to find an opportunity, and of course the opportunity needs to wait, so he must continue to talk to the person in front of him.

"How many flowers can I change my head?" asked Xu Xiao.

"You can't change a single flower. ”

"My head is obviously better than the old blind man's head, but it's really not good, how about putting it on Tianxiang's head again. Xu Xiao continued to ask.

"I still can't change a single one. ”

"Not negotiable?"

"It's not negotiable. ”

"But if you want to borrow the head of the old blind man, you must first borrow my head. ”

"Good". The ghost didn't say much, turned around and took out a "sword" from the coffin, this "sword" is very long, only one foot away from the spear you usually see, and the handle of the "sword" is very long, almost half of the body of the "sword", which is clearly the "sword" that grows into **.

Xu Xiao was puzzled and asked, "Why don't you just use the spear?"

"Not worthy".

Xu Xiao didn't ask much. Xu Xiao's face was still smiling, but he was anxious in his heart, even if he could defeat the ghost in front of him, he would never be able to defeat the eight people behind him at the same time.

This "ghost" seemed to see Xu Xiao's doubts, pointed to the eight people behind him, and said: "They are all iron-clad men, they will never sneak attack when you and I fight each other, even if you screw off my head, they will only take revenge one by one." ”

Xu Xiao looked at the eight people behind him, these eight people still didn't have any expression, they stood very straight, like a pine, even if the two people who didn't have one leg, it was the same, such a person was indeed an iron-clad man.

"Where's your weapon?" the ghost asked.

Xu Xiao took two fist-sized stones from the ground next to him and said, "In my hands." ”

"Your weapon is a stone?"

"Yes. Xu Xiao said.

"I have never heard of a sect whose weapon is stone."

"My sect is made of stones. ”

"What sect are you?"

"Stone Gang".

"Who's the helper?"

"Me".

"How many people are there?"

"Two people".

This "ghost" thought that Xu Xiao was making fun of him, and said, "Look for death." ”

Neither of them moved, it was very quiet, as if even breathing was still.

"Quiet" means not moving, and not moving means waiting, waiting for the enemy's flaws.

When you move the enemy, you will know how you attacked, and the enemy will find a way to deal with it.

"Quiet" is different, "quiet" is full of unknowns and dangers.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move, and if the enemy moves, I will move first.

Both of them are masters, and in addition to the battle of moves, the battle of "qi" is also very important. "Patience" is a part of "qi", and whoever can't endure it first may die.

If Xiao Hei was next to him, he must have thought that the two of them were playing a game of "the wooden man is not allowed to move, whoever moves will lose first", and the two of them have been facing each other for almost a quarter of an hour. Xiao Hei's idea is not wrong, the two of them are playing a game of "whoever moves loses first", and the price of losing is life. At this time, if someone walks between the two people, there will be a few more blood holes on their body in an instant.

Both sides are "fighting", no one is willing to strike first, the eyes of the "ghost" are in a state that may be closed at any time, but at this time they have been staring round, and they dare not blink, blinking the two fist-sized stones may be in close contact with their heads, and the intimate contact between lovers will make people happy, and the contact between the stones and themselves is afraid that they will not feel anything, because they will die. At this time, he knew that the young man in front of him was definitely the top master in the rivers and lakes, at least in terms of "immobility", there were definitely only a few people who could beat him in the rivers and lakes.

But at this time, the "ghost" had to make a move, a fallen leaf fluttered with the wind, slowly drifting towards the eyes of the "ghost", when the fallen leaf blocked one of his eyes, he would definitely die, so he had to move, and move quickly.

His sword struck, and with a cold light, it slashed out.

Although the weather was good, it was still winter, and Xu Xiao's back was soaked.

The tip of the sword is shading, and the eyes of the "ghost" are also shining with light, this sword is fast, so fast that it doesn't seem to move, where does this sword fall from, and from which direction, Xu Xiao doesn't know at all.

The "ghost" has practiced this sword to the extreme, and the strength of the whole body has been transported to this sword, this sword seems to have the "coldness" of a silver spear, and it also seems to have the "gentleness" of a long sword, red and silver are intertwined, this sword is like a ghost who eats human flesh and blood and releases a strange look.

By the time Xu Xiao saw the sword clearly, it was too late to dodge the sword with his footsteps, and the sword had already struck horizontally towards his throat.

He could only use all his strength to raise the stone in his left hand to block the sword, and his head quickly moved backwards.

Xu Xiao had already heard the sound of the stone encountering this earth-shattering sword, and he clearly felt that the stone had shattered, and his throat also felt a slight coldness.

The light of the sword has passed, and the eyes of the "ghost" have returned to the state that they would close at any time.

Xu Xiao's throat had an extra thin red line, but fortunately it was only a thin red line.

People who have escaped death will laugh, Xu Xiao is no exception, he also laughed, he knows that such a sword will never have a second sword, because this "ghost" has been sucked up by the "fairy flower" Most of the essence, the earth-shattering sword just now has used up all the essence of this "ghost".

Xu Xiao is still young, he still has spirit, and there is still a stone in his right hand, he has defeated this "ghost".

The "ghost" seemed to be thinner, and the hand holding the sword was shaking, and his voice was shaking, and he said, "I am defeated." ”

Xu Xiao laughed, anyone who escaped death would inevitably laugh, and said: "Your sword is not defeated, if you don't eat fairy flowers, your sword will not be defeated, if you use a spear, I will definitely not stand now." ”

When the "ghost" heard the word spear, his eyes instantly became bright, but it was only a momentary brilliance, and his eyes became almost closed again, "Why don't you kill me?"

"You're already a dead man, why should I kill you, and why do you eat man-eating flowers?"

Xu Xiao asked, because he was really curious, the swordsmanship of the "ghost" clearly carried the essence of the spear, "piercing", "stabbing", "splitting", and "flattening" were all hidden on the sword just now, it was obvious that the swordsmanship of the "ghost" came from his marksmanship, and the swordsmanship was still like this, you can imagine his marksmanship.

Tracing back to ancient and modern times, how many heroes are still there, things are people, not souls, guns, soldiers, although things are ears. The warriors are heroic, and they guard the edge of killing. The years are shining, the romantic characters are geometric, like the waves of the river, but its spirit is still there.

The spear has long been a spirit, carved into the hearts of all people.

Some people think that the spear represents the spirit of a great country, a gun is a brick, and countless spears can build up the majestic Great Wall and keep the invaders out of the border.

Some people think that the spear represents gentleness, and that the person who uses the gun will always return to his hometown to accompany his wife and children.

Countless people have different views on guns, but the only thing they have is that guns represent protection, and those who use guns are guardians, guarding their own country, protecting their parents, wives and children.

The "ghost's" marksmanship must be stronger than his swordsmanship, what does he guard, and how many people he guards to practice such marksmanship!

"I want to forget something, some people, something I can never forget, people who can never forget, only fairy flowers can make me forget. The expression of the "ghost" became painful.

What are the things that can make "ghosts" suffer, and who are the people who can make "ghosts" suffer?

"What kind of thing, what kind of person?" asked Xu Xiao.

The "ghost" seemed to be thinking about those things, those people, his teeth had gritted and his pale face was beginning to shrink, as if he was fighting with these memories.

He looked at the eight people behind him and said: "Twenty years ago, the Hu people tried to invade the Central Plains in vain, and I was ordered to resist the Hu people with my brother outside the Yanmen Pass. Hu Ren is good at riding and shooting, and my brother and I resisted outside the pass, without the support of the city, and suffered heavy casualties. Once, I set up an ambush at a pass outside the pass, and more than 1,000 cavalry and horses of the Hu people passed through the pass, and I led 3,000 soldiers to kill them, and they fled in the wilderness. At this time, the elder brother beat the drum and withdrew the troops, and I was killing the rise, how could I want to take the banner, so I pursued with 3,000 soldiers, and chased for 50 miles. Unexpectedly, this was a ploy of the Hu people, and I and three thousand soldiers fell into the encirclement of the Hu people. At that time, the Hu people had at least 5,000 cavalry and 20,000 infantry. The whole night was killed by that rod, and the soldiers around me fell one by one, and even the wind seemed to turn blood red, and in the end only me and eight brothers escaped. I escaped, but I died long ago. ”

The "ghost" has shed tears as he spoke, how can the "ghost" shed tears, because this "ghost" has no soul, but it still has the spirit, the spirit of a soldier.

So I started drinking, every day I got drunk, I wanted to forget everything, but I was getting better and better, no matter how strong the wine was, it couldn't get me drunk, so I began to eat fairy flowers, and only fairy flowers can make me forget that day, forget the people who fell around me. ”

The ghost walked up to the eight people behind him and said, "I've wanted to kill myself countless times, but they said that if I kill myself, they will kill myself right away. As he spoke, he tore off the shirt of the man next to him, revealing the man's broad chest, which was full of wounds, knife wounds, arrow wounds, and most of all the wounds drawn from the whip, and several of which were still dripping with blood. "I have to whip them a few times a day, drive them away, smoke for more than ten years, they just don't leave, do you say they are thick-skinned?"

"Thick, there is no thicker person in this world than them. Xu Xiao said.

The ghost pointed to the two men with only one leg and said, "Believe it or not, these two men used to be messengers of our army, and within a thousand meters, they ran faster than horses. ”

"I believe".

He pointed to the two men who were missing two arms, "Believe it or not, these two are the drummers of our army, and you can hear their drums even if they are thousands of kilometers apart." ”

"I believe".

He pointed to the two eyeless men, "Believe it or not, these two were our army's sharpshooters, and they could be shot by flies within a hundred meters." ”

"I believe".

He pointed to the two people who had no ears, "Believe it or not, these two people were scouts of our army, as long as they put their ears on the ground, the number of people and horses within five miles of Fang Yuan can be heard from eight or nine." ”

"I believe".

At this time, the eight crippled people were still the same, their bodies were all standing straight, even the two who only had one leg, their bodies were definitely not crooked at all. Their chests are the same, the same broad, and they are wide enough to contain the whole world.

"But they've become crippled. ”

At this time, Xu Xiao had already put away his smile and said in the firmest words: "They are crippled, but they are definitely not wasted." ”

"Yes, they don't waste it, everyone can live better without me, everyone has absolutely no worries about food and clothing, but I can't get rid of them. ”

"I have a way to get them to go. Xu Xiao said.

The "ghost" seemed to be a person who had been hungry for three days and saw a meat bun, rushed over and pulled Xu Xiao's collar and asked, "What way?"

"Come to life, you come to life, and they're gone. ”

"I've become a ghost, how can I live?"

"You just lack your soul, your soul is still there, and if you find your soul, you will come back to life. Xu Xiao said.

"How do you get my soul back?"

"Back to the battlefield. ”

"Where is the battlefield?"

"Your heart. ”

"Can there be a battlefield in the heart?"

"There is not only a battlefield in my heart, but also a spear. ”

"What kind of spear. ”

"The usual spear can protect one side of the people, but your spear can protect your eight brothers. They've been guarding you for twenty years, and now it's your turn to guard them. ”

The "ghost's" eyes closed, and the ghost fell to the ground, but his face was no longer pale and a little rosy.

The wind had not stopped, and the fallen leaves were also shaking, and a fallen leaf happened to fall on the left chest of the "ghost".

Xu Xiao not only saw this fallen leaf, but also saw a wisp of light soul falling on the left chest of the "ghost", and this wisp of light soul held a gun in his hand, a gentle gun.

The ghost fell for half an hour and finally stood up, he was no longer a ghost, he was already a living person, and a spear with a cold light.

The expressions on the faces of the eight people behind him were still the same, the same tears, which must have been pierced by the cold light of this spear.

Xu Xiao smiled on his face and asked, "Who are you?"

His face was finally no longer a dead face, he smiled, and said to Xu Xiao: "I am a human being, a living person, my name is Di Poyu, the left vanguard under the generalissimo of the world." ”

"Very good"

Di Poyu asked, "What's the good?"

"Anything is good". After Xu Xiao finished speaking, he laughed.

"I'm good, you may not be good. Di Poyu said.

"What's wrong with me?"

"The people who are remembered by the Bloody Cloak Building are not good. ”

"Alas, it's not good. ”

"If you are cornered by the bloody clothes building, you can go to Fenzhou. ”

"What's the use of going to Fenzhou?" Xu Xiao asked.

"Go find a gun. ”

"What kind of gun?"

"A gun that makes people feel awe. ”