What kind of martial arts is Vajra Demon Suppression?

Why did it attract so much interest from King Jin's Wanyan Vultures?

Since this martial art is so important, why does Yuantong, who has been expelled from Shaolin for 16 years, have this kind of martial arts? And why did he ask Li Xiaoqian and me to send all kinds of Shaolin Kung Fu cheats all the way, but he didn't write this kung fu in it?

All this can only be known when you meet YTO.

But by this time, I had a different feeling.

That's the person who killed Enshin, maybe not the bad guy. He may have known about the conspiracy of Yuan Zhi and Jin Ren to try to steal Shaolin cheats, so he killed Yuan Xin who went to Zen Hui Temple to deliver the letter.

But who is that man?

If according to Lu You's statement, the sword technique that sealed the throat but did not see the blood was their Lu family's sword technique. If Lu You really wasn't the man in black who killed Yuanxin. Then, there can only be one person who killed Yuanxin, and that is Lu You's uncle, Lu Shi.

"How do I deduce?"

I told Li Xiaoqian about this set of inferences. He held his chin, thought for a while, and said, "It makes sense." ”

I was overjoyed and overjoyed.

The tangled thread has been unraveled by me. However, there is still a knot that has not been solved to this day. If the person who killed Yuanxin was not Lu You, but Lu Shi. So why did he recognize me?

This mystery will not be solved until later. It can only be unraveled by seeing Lu Shi in person.

However, at that time, this matter was not important! Because, Bai Jingxing was leaving!

At the foot of Shaomuro Mountain, the blue sky is like washing, a pool of clear water reflects the clouds in the air, the breeze blows, and the water ripples. A few leaves floated on the water, blown by the wind, and the sirs gathered and scattered.

Bai Jingxing looked at the water surface and said meaningfully: "The leaves on the water are gathered and scattered, and the same is true for people in the world. ”

At first, I thought he was just an occasional emotion and didn't care. However, Li Xiaoqian asked, "Seniors are leaving?"

Bai Jingxing nodded and said, "Not bad!"

If Bai Jingxing was going to leave a few days ago, I would definitely not want to. Because, on this river and lake, the sense of security brought by walking with a master is something that no magic weapon can give. However, now with Lu You, his sword is as fast as a meteor, although it is not as fast as Bai Jingxing, but he can definitely be among the ranks of first-class masters.

However, I still can't let Bai Jingxing just leave.

I said, "Give me back the sword?"

Bai Jingxing asked, "What sword?"

I said, "My Jiulang Sword!"

Bai Jingxing asked, "What Jiulang Sword?"

Is this damn old drunkard deliberately pretending to be confused with me?!

I yelled at him angrily: "Don't pretend to be confused, you snatched my sword and haven't returned it to me yet!"

Bai Jingxing smiled and said, "The old man is the master of the martial arts alliance, will he still be greedy for your sword?"

I said, "Well, give me back your sword!"

Bai Jingxing said: "Now this sword is harmful to you, and I can't give it to you before the time comes." ”

He spoke with a high sound, but I assumed that he was trying to keep my sword for himself.

However, I will never be able to beat Bai Jingxing. So, I asked Li Xiaoqian for help: "You judge the reasoning, why did he take my sword and not return it to me!"

Li Xiaoqian smiled awkwardly and said, "This...... Isn't it just a sword, how about giving it to a senior?"

A wave of anger rushed to my head, and I yelled: "No, this is the sword that Lou Qin gave me!"

"Lou Qin?" Bai Jingxing's expression was stunned, and he suddenly laughed, "I see, I see! Lou Qin! Jiulang! Jiulang Sword! Interesting! Interesting!"

He must have known the origin of this sword, which is why he said that. I was curious and asked, "What do you mean? Do you recognize Lou Qin?"

Bai Jingxing said: "Of course I know!

Little girl?

I was speechless. I thought to myself, if Lou Qin could hear it, maybe she would be very happy.

Li Xiaoqian giggled, and he said, "The seniors said that she was a little girl, she had to be thirty years old! A thirty-year-old girl, haha......"

Bai Jingxing was stunned, smiled bitterly, and said, "Indeed." The deceased is like this, she is indeed no longer the little girl she was back then. He was silent for a moment and said to me, "Since it's Lou Qin's sword, I can't give it to you." After I have untied the poison on this sword, I will personally return it to Zenhui Temple. You just need to tell Lou Qin that this sword was taken by someone from me, and she will definitely not blame you. ”

Detoxification?!

Won't the power of this sword be lost?!

I yelled, "No!" and reached into Bai Jingxing's sleeve to retrieve the Jiurou Sword.

But all in vain. Because, at the moment when I just stretched out my hand, Bai Jingxing had already floated over the waterhole like a phantom and floated to the other side.

He squatted down, filled the gourd with water, looked up and took a sip, and said, "The taste is a little lighter, but it still smells of wine." With that, his figure flickered and suddenly disappeared from my sight.

I searched everywhere, but there was no trace of Bai Jingxing. Angry helplessness, helpless anger, I raised my head and shouted: "Give me back the sword!" The voice echoed through the mountains and forests and in the valley.

“...... I'm coming with a sword!"

"Here comes the sword!"

"Come!"

"Alas!"

Bai Jing walked. I don't know where to go. Although, I am deeply outraged and disgusted by his bandit-like behavior. But it's really helpless.

My trip with Li Xiaoqian's thousands of miles of Shaolin came to an end, and I don't know if the sentimental Yuantong is acceptable for such a result.

On the way back, Li Xiaoqian was obviously more relaxed than when he came. He and Lu Youxiang had a great conversation and had been exchanging questions about literature. The two of them chanted poems against each other, and they both sounded like they hated to see each other.

It's just that Li Xiaoqian's words of praise for Lu You made Lu You very incomprehensible: "I grew up reading your poems, and I have admired you since I was a child!"

Lu You looked ignorant, I couldn't help but want to laugh when I saw it, he said: "When Brother Li was young, the little brother was only afraid that he was not born yet, why did he say that?"

Li Xiaoqian waved his hand and said, "None of this matters, you just know that I admire you." ”

Lu You actually showed a girlish shyness and said, "Brother Li has really won the award, and the little brother is ashamed." ”

Seeing their words so speculative, I never lifted my spirits. The Jiulang Sword was inexplicably snatched away by Bai Jingxing, and I have always been worried about it. In particular, he said that he wanted to detoxify Jiulang Sword, which made me even more unacceptable and unbearable. Even if he returns the Jiulang Sword to me in the future, even if the Jiulang Sword is still a sword that sharpens iron like clay, but after detoxification, I don't know if Lou Qin can accept the Jiulang Sword.

Will she blame me for not protecting the Jiurou Sword?

After all, this sword has an extraordinary meaning to her. The same is true for me.

When we crossed the Huaishui again, we found a naked corpse on the bank of the Huaishui. The corpse was decomposed and deformed, unrecognizable. But Li Xiaoqian and I still recognized him.

Yes, he was the old man who was humiliated by Bai Jingxing in every way that day, and was later stripped naked by Li Xiaoqian. Li Xiaoqian's clothes are still on him, covering the key parts that cannot be made public.

Presumably he committed suicide shortly after we left.

It's been ten days.

Ten days after a man's death, no one collected his body, leaving him to rot on the banks of the magnificent Huaishui River.

Maybe no one passed by in the past ten days. Or maybe it was because many people had passed through these ten days, but the people who passed by looked numbly at this corpse of unknown cause, only as if he was a homeless man who had died of hunger.

The world is wide, and the river is long. The wind blew, and with the dampness of the water, I felt a little cold. But this coolness seems to come from the inside out, as if it comes from the deep fear of this cruel world.