Who was the man in black who killed Enshin, and why did he recognize me?

This night, I remembered the scene in the woods outside the Zenhui Temple.

The swordsmanship that is as fast as a meteor, and the ruthlessness of a sword to seal the throat, is exactly the same as Xiao Yue in the Jianghu Inn.

What kind of connection does they have?

I couldn't figure it out.

Once, I found an opportunity to ask Bai Jingxing, is there anyone in this river and lake who uses a sword as a weapon and cuts someone's throat with a sword, but does not bleed?

Bai Jingxing took a sip of wine and said, "What's so difficult about this?

I was shocked, could it be that the man in black and Xiao Yue were both disciples of the Qingyun Sect?

Bai Jingxing said again: "As long as your sword is fast enough, you can seal your throat with a sword, the blade cuts the throat, and the speed of blood flow can't keep up with the speed of the blade, and the blood will naturally not flow out immediately, don't you understand such a superficial truth?"

I asked, "That's it?"

Bai Jingxing said: "That's it!"

I asked, "Nothing to do with swordsmanship?"

Bai Jingxing said: "Of course it has nothing to do with swordsmanship!"

I was lost in thought, could it be that I was thinking too much? Could it be that Satsuki really had nothing to do with the man in black who killed Enshin?

No!

There is definitely some kind of connection between the two of them. Because, in addition to the astonishingly fast speed of their swordsmanship, there is also an indescribable similarity.

I don't know swordsmanship. I can't tell where the resemblance is. But that feeling...... My gut tells me that there must be a connection between them!

However, at that time, it was pointless to think about it. Because, there are too many delicate similarities in this world that cannot be expressed in words. However, the connection behind them can only be truly answered when it surfaces.

Soon, I would see the sword technique of closing the throat again from another person's hands. Someone I did know, but I didn't expect.

The homeland of the Great Song Dynasty fell into the hands of the Jin people, and the people living on this land were not only ravaged by the war, but also endured a kind of rule that was almost enslaved.

There is no dignity at all.

Therefore, the capital is Kaifeng Mansion. The change of years, the rise and fall of dynasties, all these brought to this thousand-year-old city of vicissitudes, can not withstand the destruction of the war in the second year of Jingkang.

In the dilapidated Kaifeng Mansion, the streets and alleys are filled with a solemn atmosphere. The streets were crowded with people, and occasionally a few pedestrians walked by, also walking tightly, with panic in their eyes.

It can be seen that the people here do not have a sense of security at all.

Four golden soldiers armed with scimitars walked in a procession, and the people on the street avoided one after another, and some even squatted in the corner with their heads crossed. They thought it was safe, but in such an empty alley, they had everything at a glance.

If those golden soldiers want to kill, those who crouch at the foot of the wall with their heads in their hands are nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.

However, Jin Bing did not pay attention to the pedestrians on the street, and they walked arrogantly through the empty streets, as if they were walking through their own small courtyard. They kicked open a closed storefront on the side of the street, like kicking open their own dilapidated firewood house, and then walked in.

"Let's go, go over and have a look. Bai Jingxing took a sip of wine.

I was a little scared and asked, "What did you do in the past?"

Bai Jingxing ignored me, and he walked quickly to the storefront. Li Xiaoqian and I hurried to keep up, because, instead of waiting in fear in the empty streets and alleys, it was better to follow behind a peerless master and face the unknown risks directly. That way, it might be safer.

It's a tavern. Basic, clean, shabby clean.

A dilapidated counter, two crooked tables. At the table near the corner, a man dressed in light blue sat on his back. On one side of the counter, four half-person-high wine jars are neatly arranged. In the whole store, there is nothing else.

When I walked in with Bai Jing, the shabby shopkeeper was nodding to the four golden soldiers like pounding garlic, and he couldn't stop begging: "Master Jun, the small shops are all small business, if you move this wine away, my family will not be able to live!"

A Jin soldier scolded: "Damn, the general's love to drink your wine is a blessing that you have cultivated in eight lifetimes, and you still dare to push back and block, don't you want to live anymore!"

Another Jin soldier shook the scimitar in his hand and threatened: "If it weren't for the general still drinking your wine, Lao Tzu would have cut off your head a long time ago, and if you dare to be ridiculous, chop off your two fingers first!"

The shopkeeper did not dare to speak again. His gaze was desperate and angry. The light of despair flickered, and the anger was suppressed by fear, and it looked very pitiful.

"The rhetoric of robbery is also so high-sounding, cutting off people's way of life, do you want people to be grateful?"

The person who spoke was not the shopkeeper, not Bai Jingxing, not Li Xiaoqian, and not me. Rather, the man in blue who had been sitting in the corner, with his back to his back, drinking indifferently.

Several golden soldiers glared at the man in blue with a murderous gaze. Although he never turned around, there was an indescribable heroism, righteousness, and courage in his back.

A golden soldier walked over with a knife and shouted, "There are really people who are not afraid of death!" He reached over with one hand, ready to grab the hair of the man in blue.

Suddenly, the man in blue turned around, and a white light flashed from his waist.

"Whoosh".

It turned out to be a soft sword drawn from his waist. The sword light swept over the neck of the golden soldier, and the blue shadow flickered, passing through the body of the golden soldier, and when I came back to my senses, the man was already standing behind the golden soldier.

It's a land tour!

The weak scholar I met from the Shaoxing Inn!

At this time, he was holding this silver glittering soft sword, standing proudly, his dignified eyes spraying angry flames, as well as endless hatred and killing intent for the golden soldiers.

With a "bang", the golden soldier behind him fell to the ground crookedly, his eyes were stunned and frightened, and a shallow red mark on his throat was bleeding for a long time!

This sword!

It's another sword to seal the throat, and it's a sword to seal the throat without blood!

It's him!

It was he who killed Enshin!

"It's you!" I couldn't help but cry out.

Lu You glanced at me, there was a surprise of reunion in his eyes, but there were also puzzles and doubts. But then, he coldly moved his gaze to the other three golden soldiers, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

The three golden soldiers were frightened, the scimitars in their hands trembled, their legs trembled, and their bodies trembled. I could see the fear that trembled in their hearts, the fear of death. Because, they are definitely against Lu You's sword.

They want to run. For they had turned and rushed out the door.

However, at the very moment when they had just moved their bodies and rushed towards us. A white shadow swayed, like a white thunderbolt flashing beside the three golden soldiers.

After three tight "clicks", the three golden soldiers fell to the ground in response. Their eyes were still staring at them with fear, but their heads were screwed behind their backs!

In an instant, Bai Jingxing twisted the heads of the three people like picking melons.

This is not unusual, nor is it surprising. Because, I have seen Bai Jingxing's skills, and such a thing is easy for him.

However, I was surprised, even a little frightened.

I looked at the golden soldier behind Lu You who fell to the ground sideways, his throat was cut by a sharp blade, and blood was dripping from it.

It's him! It must be him!

Li Xiaoqian seemed to see my abnormality, and he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

I wanted to whisper to Li Xiaoqian, but my voice jumped out of my throat uncontrollably, and I shouted, "It's him! It's him!

"What?!"

This "what" came from two directions, two people. One was Li Xiaoqian, who was standing next to me, and the other was Lu You, who was standing opposite me.

"What did you say?!" Lu You was surprised, puzzled, and seemed to be a little angry, "Who is Yuanxin? I have only killed gold thieves in my life, when have I ever killed such a person?!"

Li Xiaoqian did not speak. At such a time, he did not have questions, nor ridiculed, nor did he dissuade me, but looked at me in a daze, as if waiting for my answer.

"Brother Ji!" Lu You looked a little anxious, he inserted the soft sword into his waist seal, and said, "Who is Yuanxin? Why do you think I killed this person?"

Bai Jingxing took a sip of wine and said, "Not bad." I think this brother is righteous and awe-inspiring, why do you think he killed a disciple of the Shaolin faction?"

"Shaolin disciple?!" Lu You's expression became even more puzzled, and he said, "Yuanxin is a Shaolin disciple, and what is his relationship with Master Yuantong?"

Their barrage of questions made me even more confused. Judging from his expression and words, Lu You didn't look like he was lying, and I really don't know what reason he had to kill Yuanxin.

However, his swordsmanship is exactly the same as that of the man in black who killed Yuanxin.

Is this just a coincidence?

I couldn't figure it out, so I just gave up the explanation, shook my head helplessly, and said, "I don't know, I just think that your swordsmanship is very similar to the person who killed Yuanxin." ”

Lu You looked surprised and asked, "Is it our Lu family's swordsmanship?"

"The Lu family's swordsmanship?!" I suddenly found the connection, just like looking for a life-saving sampan in the dazed sea, I hurriedly asked, "You made it the Lu family's swordsmanship? The sword technique that seals the throat without bleeding is your Lu family's swordsmanship? Not because the sword is too fast, is that so?"

Lu You nodded and said, "Yes, my Lu family's swordsmanship is light and amazing, this move is unique to my uncle, not everyone can use it." ”

In this way, he was really the one who killed Yuan Xin! I looked at Li Xiaoqian, and Li Xiaoqian's expression was also surprised, but he still didn't speak.

Bai Jingxing smiled and said, "I'm wondering who this righteous and heroic young man is, it turns out that you are Brother Lu Shi's nephew." ”

Lu You looked at Bai Jingxing, hurriedly saluted, and asked, "I don't know what the seniors call them?"

Bai Jingxing took a sip of wine and said, "The old man's surname is Bai!"

The light and shadow in Lu You's eyes flashed, and he saluted again: "The predecessor is the old hero of the Wine Sword Immortal Bai?"

Bai Jingxing smiled, waved his hand, and said, "What old heroes, they are all false names." How is your uncle doing?"

Lu You said: "My uncle has retired to the mountains since his dismissal and does not ask about the world. I may not have seen him for a long time, but with my uncle's temperament, I must still be haunted by the past. ”

Bai Jingxing sighed and said, "Hey...... Why bother. Being able to be an idle cloud and wild crane is not a joy in life!"

At this time, Bai Jingxing shook the wine gourd in his hand and threw him into the hands of the shopkeeper who was still trembling with fear. The shopkeeper caught the gourd, but after pouring it in his hand a few times, he barely managed to hold it firm.

Bai Jingxing said loudly: "Give me a full bottle of wine!"